
Dear Matthew;
...written on 2006-05-03, @ 12:34 a.m.
Coordinate Brain and Mouth
I'll let everything fall into place
As they will
As your eyes remind me of my own
And constant images of your hair
Falling around your face
A fragment of comfort in my mind...
Then Ask Me
So dear to me..
But what am I getting myself into?
I'm so cared for
I'll come out okay
It could be a mistake
Seeing as you'll be gone soon anyway
That's always how it goes.
If I don't fall,
I'll be okay...
What is it Like?
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