Wednesday, May 20, 2015

A Vague Memory

Put your hand
over your heart
and feel the rhythm
underneath.
With every breath,
with every beat,
please know that I'm
inside your veins. 

Neurons spark,
connections made,
I am a thought,
a vague memory.
I'm a hand 
you can't reach,
but I'm never
far away.

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"You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins." Brand New The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot

"So give me soft, soft static. We won't need no electricity. If we both get old fashioned, we won't have to rely on our memories." Frightened Rabbit Old, Old Fashion

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