Saturday, 28 July 2012
Sweet like cinnamon
i think i'll miss you forever
like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies
later's better than never
even if you're gone i'm gonna drive
your hands swallow mine, you listen, my head
hums about you, heavy in your arms.
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