Come With Me...
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Scattered Thoughts
you're stretching me and stretching me. Pulled thin.
I accidently touch myself and wish it were your hands instead.
What old things wasted. what old things wasted.
unsure and afraid.
breaking point.
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