...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...
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
I love the way you said my name it sounds different every day... I used to think that I would see you walk away too many times
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