Sistaspooky: Poem
Vamosbabe: Music + Vocal

Sometimes I want to close my heart
my eyes
my mind
and go to sleep

if not,
I want to take a knife
and put it right between my ribs
until it's hard to breath

Or if I'm bound to keep it open,
I'll spread my chest
and let it bleed
until the wind will come blowing
drying my open wounds
and I'll turn white

just not to feel
Volunerable

S
Feb. 5. 2008


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