i don't want to wake up on my own anymore

Jan 09, 2006 07:14

the yard birds are trapped in tangled net they scratch & screech out for more to life. a crumpled map & a broken compass stear a frightened soul. there's nothing. nothing. i believe. a shining light & an open window. the stars collapse in our bodies. stretching & spreading in ourselves for our personal salvator ( Read more... )

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breatheromance January 17 2006, 16:29:52 UTC
I haven't been able to get online except for at school, so that means I haven't talked to you in ... ages! How are you, Ben? Good I hope.

cya later. :)

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lizz_nizz January 18 2006, 16:06:04 UTC
Sometimes I wonder if you're too smart for your own good.

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steal my soul eroticamajor January 18 2006, 18:49:21 UTC
not to scoop down to the unsatisfactory comments you have recieved so far, stranger. but you are more than capable of stealing my soul and keeping it in your pocket forever. and it wouldn't be a burden, it wouldn't. and i will sing you songs, dance on your shoulder, i will be yours. i will be your compass, and im not sure i could lead you in the right direction, or the one you'd like to go in. but i could lead you somewhere and if you believe it is right, then keep me caged. caged seem like freedom in comparison to a mall, a town, people... or you know...

STEAL MY SOUL.

Lora

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