4.08.2009

i met emotion ;

my mind is twisted up in you .
knots and tangles and napps of you and life & school & friends & where you fit in .
thinking of you is like a psychological cardio work out .
my brain is exhausted, but nevertheless i keep focused on the outcome .
two big screws are tangling loose in my temporal lobe . who is gunna push them in ?
i wish you would . just tap it cause its leaning back and forth like a seesaw .
lingering on the borderline of insanity & brilliance .

emotion is the brains ecstasy. its the cerebral's break from ocean into the air .
you are emotion .
and ever since i met you, my mind cannot distinguish the two .
i wish i knew .

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