pulse.


"Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart is just going to cave in."
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty

11.3.08

kept

stop by Alistair Chong

stopped to take a step
you stall me to now
caught to take a breath
air to me has drowned
locked to shift my gaze
arrested in heaven's chains
my mind in such a haze
all feeling to my heart been slain

when i saw
you in all
all you are to me
everything ceased to be
and it won't start again

my words lost to time
eloquence thrown to the wind
memories ash in your fire
everything is lost, scattering

when i saw
you in all
all you are to me
everything ceased to be
and it won't start again

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