We don't fit together anymore
Print numbers on the back of puzzles
Frustration and matches
They go hand in hand
We don't
Fit together
Anymore
There's a headache in my chest
You are morphine
And gone
Red Amber Green
Sunday, June 10, 2007
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2 comments:
this is beautiful... is it your own work? i appreciate the words (maybe we are in the same boat, at some stage or another)
"There's a headache in my chest" = beautiful. <3
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