amount.

Jun 04, 2005 13:24

the pennies in my pocket aren't adding to 3,
which makes it two over the edge of average belief,
so i sit and ponder under the stares of the sun,
wishing that promise will be held in the last one,
the last connection to a smile,
the first connection to sanity,
the first dance with love,
and one more,
just one.
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