Dec 13, 2007 19:48
when i say:
just call me caryatid, lady of stone.
i want you to hear:
i would stand a thousand years to hold you up, but instead the weight i carry is a heart that gets heavier each day.
my stone surface is cracking, crumbling without you.
why can't i just ever say what i mean?
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i am however, craving pancakes with maple syrup. it's 6 in the morning and i'm writing a hamlet essay. it's due in three hours :(
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