Cheers to Alcohol and Regrets Hereafter
Monday, January 23, 2012
Beating
My heart is still pulsing
But I doubt it's there.
I tell you I'm still here
But I know you don't care.
You don't want to advance
So we'll stay far from stagnant.
A breath from romance
Is a death of fear.
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