Thursday, November 26, 2009

Filled


I can hear the clock ticking
Can we make it
Before the big hand reaches the top
Run, run

I can hear your heart beating
Can you hear it
Can we make it before the
last

My adrenaline rushing
Under my skin
Through my veins

Pumping at my heart
Pumping

Pumping

Feel it

I can
You've got me

Me


Your my inspiration
The words my heart spells with its red ink
Your the muse

The light that makes it
glow
Its like a drug
Your like a drug
That keeps me filled

Keeps me going

Keeps me running

Filled

Filled

I've never written such beautiful words

B e a u t i f u l

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