close-er

it was groaning sounds, and out of joy came the solstice, years rolled back and lawns stretched out green and pure.

you were around until the end until the rest went by and suddenly, (clarity and water-walkers) i held you, close and pulled all the demons from beneath your bed so you could share it with someone else.

2003-05-11 | 1:24 p.m.
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