sexta-feira, 27 de abril de 2007


Drifting in dark currents, there's some warmth now. I find some comfort in loneliness; it's easier this way. Unwilling to decide. So afraid of compromise. Yet something lurks in the deep. I can see it glimmering far below me. Will it hurt? Will it love? I wonder if i'll know how to face it, if i'll even recognize it. I'm not ready for it anyway. For now i'll just stare at the sky, dreaming of how it would feel if i could fly.

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