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dealated ([personal profile] dealated) wrote2011-06-29 03:44 am

Thirst

I hunger
for the noise
and thirst
for the burn
running down
my throat
and warming me
since I've grown
so cold
when all is still
and sleep has settled
all around.

I want nothing more
then to be numb;
made of something
that isn't
flesh,
bone,
and blood.
Remake
my heart
out of steel,
diamonds,
something,
anything,
that won't break
when it hits the floor.