Saturday, October 29, 2005

my sunshine comes streaming through the mirror
and i find the tears are comforting
the entries here will be deleted one day,
skies are blue but only seem to be grey,
the clock is stuck on the calender of days
once i leave i can stay forever,
i want to be forever numb
but can't help be sometimes clever
coming across as dumb.

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