boycoloured instant
not quite approaching off in distance seeing that boycoloured precipice where you fall for touchlustlooklaughter its funny how you run sometimes smiling laughing sometimes crying storming run unabashadly daring legs to keep moving racing saving your tower from falling and then you turn one small corner you never noticed before and suddenly you're on a ledge. but no. my baggage will still weigh me down.
Monday, Jan. 05, 2004
9:35 p.m. |