Sunday, December 25, 2005
i wish we could fly together or sink?
or
maybe we had to get the small pen to write down the words we have to keep saying.
like ' ' and ' '
but still i can count how many times we could get the air
sometime it is so white and sweet.
sometime its too solid
sometime its just a word
are you still drinkin tea ?
ok its time to make your hair grow
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