My minds mess.
My body is a wreck.
My heart is aching.
My fingers are blistering.
My eyes are bullet holes.
But I'm still breathing.
Guess I'm pretty lucky.
I'm Jamal.
I'm not going emo.
I'm just lost.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
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