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Jun 04, 2009 21:20

i want to be a note,
the kind you could sing but don't
because you're shy.
that way i live inside your throat
and hang from every word you spoke.

i'm going home on the 27th.
i just wish it didn't have to be this bittersweet.

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anonymous July 15 2009, 15:38:13 UTC
I live because you return.

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