falling star sonata

so then clever girl with voice and i tremble skin feels inside out and i know it's her it's her again and she makes me, so i try to smile and care about work and things thaings a man has to get done to get by and i know i'll be thinking about her the whole time and wondering what she's thinking about and if maybe sometime she'll be raining thoughts down where i can hear them and i can look brightly at the storm and she'll be there untilt he rest, i know the end i know the end, jesus, can anything i want be so precious as falling stars?



2003-12-31 | 1:12 p.m.
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