i clung to your voice like it was a life-raft.
the wires wrapped around my wrists,
you kept my head above water.
i was drowning in a sea of mercury,
swept away off of nights plutonium shore.
when i fall among clouds, black sheep, underdogs and thunderstorms.
it will be your hands around my waist,
sneaking under the dark velvet slip of summer dreaming,
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wow
wow
wow
wow
wow
oh, fuck.
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i need to know i can make at least one person happy.
or proud.
or anything at all.
do you have AIM?
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i think i end almost every comment with "ily". but with every word you write i do.
ily.
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