torsdag den 15. marts 2012

Broken Things

It's like a shattered mirror or a puzzle with a few missing pieces.
I keep looking for ways to put it back together, moving bits and pieces around.
My cold skin hides the sense heightening adrenalin rush.
A certain longing for uninterrupted subjects comes to mind but I focus on mending the cracks.
Aiming for my own sense of perfection, I accept that I will always want to fix the broken things.

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