Wednesday, 31 March 2010

EightyEight



Come up to meet you, Tell you I'm sorry.
You don't know how lovely You are.
I had to find you, Tell you I need you.
Tell you I set you apart.


This song makes me need to take deep breaths.
I always need to remember to breathe.
Not to loose complete control.
Even in this hazy state.

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