4.15.2008

in the shadow of mars

there are words unsaid and stuck in my throat.
violently protesting in this light.
choking my only heart.
lean closer.
i can free you.
veins are pumping primary colors and echoes.
if i lean closer to you, will there be freedom for me?
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