With each crossing of the blue imPERFECT CIRCLE the true bloods increasingly become unsettled, <br />With persistence each relation exceeds unattainable for the short handed tall men, <br />Clinging to suffer each passing MOMENT of impure unintentions, <br />Only to see the new sun fall again, <br />Circling 'round again to see if what has fallen is truly meek, <br />A mighty thorn for those with pads, <br />It isn't an advantage but an obligation to narcissism, <br />A reflection lying in back to see what is left.<br /><br />vidad madas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hara-kiri-super-happy-fun-time/
