Dec 11, 2005 11:49
Self shown up to clocks talking trees into living as well. Peole living closely to proving all of time was gone. Feeling absolutely like reading you is a song above. Coming down to words that leave so much out.
Starting freshly squeezed from a sleep of future goals.
Breathing in of you who sneak on through the gate.
Slash, weep, nod, I'm far to the last wish of brewed nice. And sick of the sounds my head is filled with my mind. And in Love with only you , only you the lifeless.
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Do you Read ?