wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug.

11.14.2011

Tragedy


I love you so much.
I'm gunna let you
kill me.
There's a ghost in my lungs
& it sighs in my sleep.
Wraps itself around my tongue
as it softly speaks.
Then it walks - then it walks with my legs
to fall
to fall
to fall
to fall
to fall
at your feet.

-F&tM

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