Friday, March 12, 2010

Feel it rain, we're alive!


I've been sort of addicted to the enchanting words of Passion Pit.

like the sun and the moon i will circle you til you bloom
i will crush, i will maul, i will burn until i get to you

-folds in your hand




you came beating like moth's wings
spastic and violently
whipping me into a storm
shaking me down to the core

-moth's wings




my face blew up at such a casual sight
the smattered colours of ecstatic fright
the rush above me to oblivion
outlining wet sidewalks in halogen

-little secrets





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