We can only imagine
What it means to be free
Giving meaning to everything
Labels on unmarked goods

In between the lines
The spaces on the paper
Holes in the wall
Emotion held within

Take your time
Think of the next line
Spend it like money
Drink it like wine

The lies of the clouds
As we lie on the ground
It rains everyday
As it pains us to say

The fluff of the world
Taking up the empty space.

06/20/2009

Posted on 06/20/2009
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