collectively speaking
i'm gathering wool
to sew myself into something worthy
and worth speaking of
can you say my name a thousand times
without losing the sound of it
equipped with time and memories
and hopes (all we have now)
time
and i promise promise promise
that this isn't broken yet
it isn't even close to bleeding yet
isn't close
close
close

ijustneedyouclose


**i woke up with you on my breath today
but my hands are scarred and empty**

10/10/2002

Posted on 10/10/2002
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