Notes
(songs for your writer's block)
these words are forced to fit my mood.
im so sick of these mirrors
meticulously isolated yet always surrounded.
i have nothing to say that wont get me into trouble.
your frost is a punch to the gut.
these days are covered in thorns.
my tears fall short of escaping my eyes.
but we try.
and we fail.
so we try some more.
and together we shall see what time is made of.
- 2013, frnk iero.
2 comments on F.T.Willz complex
rralce February 28, 2014
nice mix! check mine out! http://8tracks.com/rralce/warm-water :D
⃠trenchcoats August 05, 2013
this is so amazing
⃠sickephedrine August 06, 2013
Glad you like, this one is so random
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