the hell that bears your name

barely breathing, i crawl from the wreckage of a life with you ( i know you needed me) somehow, in some distant way you'll never know. i could have granted you solace at the precipace of delight or ledning you an arm to lean your weight on.

this way it sounds funny, but i love the hell of you.

2003-02-21 | 3:21 p.m.
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