• These days

    At times it feeds me with joy
    at times it eats me alive
    it rings more true than any holy word
    every word rings false
    none of my tools can explain
    nothing in me can give it justice
    the way i burn
    the way i sing
    the way i ache
    the way i implode
    the way i rejoice
    Every nerve, every bone, every tear, every vein,
     every hair, every muscle, every nail, every noice,
    every tune, every thought, every smile, every corner of me
    is filled.

    With you.


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    Me
    Mercredi 10 Novembre 2004 à 18:46
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    Don't know what ur doing, don't know what to think... Is this too much u can stand? u seem lost today...And we hardly talk...Like to know what is in ur mind, like to know if ur freaking out...Help me to know...
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