Banging my head against the wall, capturing ensuing stars, rearranging sparks to fit my needs.
Thursday, January 16, 2014
So-o-o-o-o-o.
I see the way it's coming in.
I see the way it has to be.
I see how things unfold
and how things lie.
It's all fried up tidy.
Crispy on the outside.
Sunny in the middle.
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