Saturday, May 22, 2010

Diagram Of A Spotting Scope

In truth we trust


I'm yours. The other looks and touches pass over me like water. It stuck. Nothing fits anymore in my heart, because you are inside. The few times do you get your life in the war as you can, but like any war, better to leave a loser just before total destruction. I would go with the obvious wounds but still alive.
I can kiss each other, being with another, but I want to be with you. And I want it. After years, I want to belong. All too long to ignore. You, the ignorant as well, though there are moments I hate that is about it. Whatever is behind it. Will you let me go without goodbye.
I also just happy I can give you. And when I can, I leave with the wish to be happy. I've done this before, and I had right. As much as it hurts.
choose to look the truth and to sit still, after by long runs away from her. And it'll come.


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