| still_air | ||
| Oh_So_Smelly |
I am Nervous to look at you Speak to you To relax and be real again The naturalness of you is so rare |
090130 |
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| unhinged |
the air, it's so cold it hurts to breathe it. given_time your lungs will adjust to meet it; like living at a higher altitude. |
090130 |
| ... | ||
| jane | airplane air. stale. | 090130 |
| ... | ||
| In_Bloom |
I know you're there as I walk in the dark From your watching place you must see my smile because I hear you say my name Softly Slowly your footsteps follow and it's just a brush of fabric that speaks for us Going our way under spiteful eyes |
090512 |