Half the world is sleeping; but my whole world is sleeping. As she turns over and over in her sleep, the sheets are like the water in my dreams. She barely keeps her head above the horizon. Pushing on til morning. Make it through the night.
The storm will pass, dawn will break, we will wake. Another night after a spark. A firefly only shines when it's dark.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Monday, July 2, 2007
The heart
The heart is the centre of life. People that want to die usually have no idea what it feels like when you're in a body without a beating heart.
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