quarta-feira, 10 de agosto de 2005

One of us will die inside these arms

You realize that sometimes you're just not okay.. You level off but its not all right now.. You need to understand there's nothing strange about this, you need to know your friends, you need to know that I'll be waving my hand watching you drown, watching you scream, quiet or loud.. And maybe you should sleep, and maybe you just need a friend.. As clumsy as you've been, there's no one laughing.. You will be safe in here. Throw away this very old shoelace that tripped you again, try and shrug it off. It's only skin now. You need to understand there's nothing fake about this, you need to let me in.. I'm watching you and I'll be waving my hand..

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