Aug 15, 2004 17:02
Where we used to laugh, There's a shouting match,
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch,
A silence I can't ignore,
Like the hammocks and the doorways we spent time in, Swing empty,
don't see lightning like last fall when it was always about to hit me,
I guess that is how it's going to be
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haha, you should know me well enough to know that i have no fucking idea what that means whatsoever.
im seriously just way too smart.
k well i love u babe<3
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but i love to the moon and back a million times. and u know that.
call me so we can hang out.
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lolo
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