sweet eyesyour hair would be torn, and rip in locks under my harsh and fierce hands,
you would be snagged, and i would be bound
and i would never free you from such a desperate grip
and in your eyes i'd see sweet memories flying in and out of the black holes in your small, round face
driving through the golden summertime hills of the black road
arms stretched long like wings out the window,
cutting through the roaring wind
suddenly, all I can see is the sun's glare on the tops of the fresh, but drying mountains
I realize this is all you can see
all that you have dreamt has come to this
you have lost that magnetic glow !
oh, and tears spill from the wrinkled corners of your dusty windows
this, i can never forget
Adoration
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Chaz Carlson
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i too am still working on it,
and i'm afraid i'll need a bigger box, cardboard, and thick. i want to get you some earrings too but i haven't come across a pair i deemed worthy. how about we give each other to the end of march, hahah. i think i will make you some nice prints too, and a mix cd and other shits of art.
love,
jeri
I found you the perfect earrings! I got them for myself, but I am definitely giving them to you!
I need to write. I can't write. But I've been jotting and perfecting small thoughts. I'll make it work.
love,
you
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......and miles from where you are, i lay down on the cold ground. i pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms.......
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