Monday, November 12, 2007

my records keep skipping

belief isn't enough to hold me here
anchored
can't wait, can't stay calm enough to use logic
tension in my shoulders, back, every part down to my toes
sooner rather than later would be nice
kisses on the necks of bestfriends, exfriends to the end, better off as lovers
i need someone(something) to have faith in, for once.

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