29 August 2011

Chai

There is Art all around us,
sometimes we're just too blind to see.

There is music everywhere,
it's in the clatter of a heart as it breaks into a million pieces.

Yet the pain forces us to remember we're still alive,
while it & our mistakes remind us that we're still human.

This taste is bittersweet,
but the blood on my tongue just adds the right amount of seasoning to the regret & all your fucked up excuses.

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