Friday, March 6, 2009
I GUESS THE TWINKLE IN HIS EYE IS JUST A TWINKLE IN HIS EYE
HE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL, FUNNY AND HE KEPT ME WAITING. WAITING FOR NOTHING, FOR SOMETHING, FOR EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING. I THOUGHT I WAS IN CONTROL, I THOUGHT HE COULD TASTE THE LOVE IN MY VOICE. I SAW HOW GOOD HE LOOKED OUT STRETCHED ON MY CRISP BLUE SHEETS, I NEEDED HIM, AND HE LEFT. SO I GUESS HE WAS BEAUTIFUL IN PASSING. AND AM STILL JUST A COLD STONE STATUE.
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