Saturday, April 3, 2010

It's what she's all about
The birds that sing
with her silent scream

Eyes opening on command

5 days in 24 hours
Without a care in the world
Without anything

I'd do anything to be her
But never would I steal

Stealing innocence is the worst crime possible
Innocence is the only thing that is pure

She lay in bed
While music flows into her
and out

everything reminds me of her

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