"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Just Jump

Every breath is like taking a bullet.
I sit and wait but no answer.
I burn, I pine, I perish
You are the only one, now and ever
Only...I helped burn Constantinople to the ground and now I have to pay
I carried the torch to the armory and stood back, smiling as it went up in flames.
The rubble carries memories, the ash in the air leaves a message.
Don't hesitate, don't think. 
Just Jump

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