Dec 21, 2003 22:44
sometimes, and i can hold you in high regards.
that is untill you bear the waste of everyday i gazed into your simple emptiness.
inbetween and tangled amongst all the shame wrapped around my lost heart
and you'll reach out and someday i will pull away and make my wish on the last shooting star.
for a taste of your genuine love
that can never be.
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i work everyday this week. you know where i'll be.
.j.m.
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