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you hold me, without touch
you keep me, without chains

I never wanted anything so much
than to drown in your love
and not feel your rain

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come up to meet you
tell you Im sorry
you dont know how lovely you are
The beginning of that song always makes my chest ache ( Read more... )

I live in between dreams I cannot remember, reasons that I don't understand, suspended in the belief that they do indeed exist.

Single thought strands, heart strings wind my fingers and I type something obscure and detached. Why should I write anything if not for the sake of only hearing my own blood pulse and believing that for the moment I am alive?

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why I love hip-hop: imagine a short little asian girl trying to rap

I caught this insight on the way and quickly seized the rather poor words that were closest to hand to pin it down lest it fly away again. And now it has died of these arid words and shakes and flaps in them-- and I hardly know anymore when I look at it how I could ever have felt so happy when I caught this bird.