Wednesday, April 05, 2006
so hard to do, yet so easy to say
over your shoulder
the dirt in your pores
the mud on your shoes
everything about you
is above ground to me
the mud on your shoes
everything about you
is above ground to me
to be the breeze that
makes your hair dance
to be the wind that
sweeps you off your feet all of me for you
but it just moves
right through youi am poison
pick and choose draw the wrong attention
from all the hellions
hurt yourself
maybe i just surround myself with you
to hurt myself
cling to hope
draw it near
it's not really there, though it's not really there
have a safe swim
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I ♥ everythong you put on here... it's grreeat..
I'm beginning to feel a bit jealous!I could only wish that my writings were as good as yours..
♥♥♥tiff