Danger

by Samantha   Mar 27, 2008


Danger.
Current mood: adventurous

its the ticking of the time bomb.

its whispers get louder.

cutting though the static.

Ive got to try harder.

screaming danger.

you have to pull this together.

sanity or insane.

I'm not sure of the difference.

who's to blame when the cards hit the table.

who's to blame when we both are shamed?

threads of mistrust

become webs of catastrophe.

its not just me i know you hear it too.

is it the end or a new chapter?

a savior or murder?

red green or blue?

it doesn't matter just cut the damn fuse.

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