you are sun rays in the morning and major scales on piano. i'm the opposite; railings outside your window and fingers that are like hooks of a fishing rod. one day, i will knock on your door and ask for it. ask for my heart because you told me you'd be first to let go.
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stubborn
mine: like sand paper
[and i wish you were more like me]
(december 2010)
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