26 Jun 2007
And everything persists
In their brutal little orbits
I do not say a word
I do no good, nor do no harm
I let the world rotate
Revolve round me, us?
Let things happen
At their ideal pace
Is it ever so perfect?
admire his mystery and desire
please quit crunching my insides.
'last call for alcohol - Marques Houston'
'he knows, he knows, he knows, he knows everything' John Mayer
zaza at 11:10 am
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at June 28, 2007
WritingsForLife said... ahh... nice one... like it...
"quit crunching my insides" especially. :)