When the glass shatters
don't you worry, love, it will
all have been my fault.
--
I want to get lost
In lonesome woods, burning leaves
please don't follow me.
--
remember my feet.
I will forget, but they've got
so many stories.
--
eloquently, I
have nothing at all to say,
yet I just can't stop.
--
I swear to you I
wanted to, I wanted to...
I just never knew.
--
stars get stuck sometimes,
hang above us, and we wait,
evaporating.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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