dear ____,

Jul 14, 2004 15:56

and then there are days when your throat s w e l l s and
closes. bones heavy, mind empty. the air's a languid sea
you've forgotten to swim.
blue eyes refuse tears but the crowds still shake heads- lift
yours to smile, but it's
three
beats
behind and slumped
shoulders defeat you.
your time has expired, miss.
(ungrateful, you're stamped ( Read more... )

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juliatherese July 15 2004, 23:57:12 UTC
(thankyou)
i'm glad : )

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