carefully careful2003-12-06 | 10:55 a.m. now i see you at the bookstore and we hesitate... to no avail. we are drawn even by our indifferences and we embrace. holding on longer than socially natural... like we're waiting for something to happen. it's alright to talk slow cos we're trying to find our words. they are found and we laugh and we sing and we glow lean in grow dark slightest brush of hand i have all but lost hope, my dear, for boys and those alike. but that doesn't mean i'm not fighting this. that doesn't mean i'm not losing. |
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