2004-09-16 - 10:27 p.m.
so, we're happy today in our world of mass critisizm. Happy bells of joyful blueberries.Somehow i cant wash off the tender shower droplets that flow slowly off my hands.And the loud spastic movement of the breaking pod of water.Where only i had felt you.Water subsiding into a diluted pool of loneliness and tears.Over you.Under me.Running endlessly down the drain, only to disappear. I will wash you away like the morning sweat.
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