December 2010
38 posts
My mind’s in between,
Whats seen and not seen.
And that winds howlin at me,
That January Weed.
Flames dance through harm,
I can’t feel my arms.
But that fire sings to me,
That January Weed.
And I take it all in, and I take it all out,
but you’re never quite in, and you’re never quite out.
I look up at the sky,
And I realize, that I,
Am not the only one that...
thisworldisacrazyplace-deactiva asked: Christian, you're pretty awesome. Just thought I'd let you know that(:
