now is nothing, nothing is now,
continuance is a curse,
you
were a vow
that apology? one worded? vague, false? rejected by my vocabulary.
for now. the next now? nothing of the sort~! the very ridiculousness
winder warmth cradles me tight,
devoid of suffocations
cradles
comfort
"i want to collect beautiful girls like i collect jokers?".
Sunday, November 9, 2008
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