Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Hazy

Deep thoughts,
Shallow ideas.

Fit to exploding,
Not a drop left.

Always lonely,
Contently surrounded.

Tested faith,
Lost to fate.

Being the bigger man,
Sitting back and watching it play out.

I didn't ask if you wanted to fuck....
I just asked if you wanted to smoke.

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