Friday, April 5, 2013


I hate when I'm in overdrive
Where overrunning thoughts
Override my existence
Overthinking every whisper
Every overwrought word
Overhauling my heart
Over and over again
And every overturned soul
Becomes some oversized woe
Even overnight tears won't dry
When you're overlooking the lie
And the overwhelming truth is
It's simply over

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