Saturday, November 24, 2012

I'll See You When We're Both Not So Emotional.



I was so afraid of losing,
F Line -
next stop Bergen ST.
You want blood?
You got it.
Walking home wind-whipped
wanted wide-eyed wanderer.
This is Brooklyn man!
I still walk around like I got it
dark and rugged
you know where I've
been.

Today I came out of the haze.
Live.
Life.
Now.

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