How can someone open up, touch you, speak in a way... and mean nothing at all.
Of course the excuse is "we're human" well then I'm no human. I'm no human at all.
Its just silly of me you know. So I close the door.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
I'm no human at all
"Beauty in the breakdown." Its the thought of "We come alone, we go alone" registered so finely within me. It slowly becomes more and more real. The touch of someone else being comforting but... just part-time bliss.
How can someone open up, touch you, speak in a way... and mean nothing at all.
Of course the excuse is "we're human" well then I'm no human. I'm no human at all.
Its just silly of me you know. So I close the door.
How can someone open up, touch you, speak in a way... and mean nothing at all.
Of course the excuse is "we're human" well then I'm no human. I'm no human at all.
Its just silly of me you know. So I close the door.
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i like this... you write amazing
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