...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Thursday, May 12, 2005
I paint the dust of my broken dreams into a vague memory of forgotten tears... :Angel ene
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