Someday you just realize that you can't fight life from unfolding in front of you. And it's actually a rather freeing sensation. The title is from a song by Bright eyes.


Everything Must Belong Somewhere

Lord, I don't need that angel
sniffing ash in San José
desperate
to get high again




Poetry by Lokiane
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Written on 2007-10-26 at 21:52

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