Thursday, October 15, 2009

the madness-

There's a tick-tock in my brain
and it's competing with the rain
to see if it can slowly drive me mad

There's a rushing in my ears
and a swishing of my fears
pulses racing you're the best I've ever had

There's a moment of regret
and a wishing to forget
and a memory that's bound to drive you wild

Then there's embracing what is right
whisper-perfect in the night
why fight it when it's followed you for miles

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