Monday, May 14, 2007
Would it be so bad?
Still too much of you I need to discover, and already, you're more than enough reason to abandon all fear. I know, I know; my infamous exaggerations, my runaway-writing. I can't help it when it comes right down to that old clock and my secret one-sidedness and the plans that never hit the mark..but elicit sighs, and stutter shock. I cannot make you feel safe..only happy. Think about it. Sometimes you wake and sometimes, yes, you die..but there is a third alternative (..sometimes when you fall, you fly)
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