Monday, March 22, 2010
22/3
the sea is green and the sky is sad. why are you here? don't leave. you are the sunrise, but somehow you've set. i see beauty but all you hear are lies. your hands are cold, they're burning me. your cup of tea sits on the coffee table, it's leaving a ring. where are you? i blink and you're gone. your hands are still in mine, they're still. i want to make you laugh.
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