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Jan 14, 2005 19:20

the heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my room. it spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new cold and i lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snow thinking of the next few months, my cold and lifeless eyes. no, i've never felt so separate.
then there's you, but that's so obvious, so i just... i just said it. it's hopeless and i know this, that's why i can't dream
no desire or circumstance. keeps it from me and keeps it from me, keeps it...
one by one, to department stores.
we walk through the aisles in a forest of designer clothes. you touch me and smile and, oh, for a moment i could want nothing...your bright eyes burn through my exploding heart so we stand as the shoppers pass us and for once i can feel the touch completely
and i need it, i need to just be near you and fill these empty eyes.
you start turning as resistance pulls you from my cold and boring life. let's make this easy, let time pass as devotion dies. the list goes on and on 'cause i am aching and i'm waiting for the touch to cure the fear
to cure the fear . . .
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