...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...
Saturday, November 21, 2009
...without the strings of words theres nothing to hang on to... & we jump too fast from . to . and off to the end we go...
& we jump too fast from . to .
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