Monday, August 25, 2008

Need Fix

Lets take five thousand oceans and seventeen storms
Throw them into me, see who I'll be
I find so much comfort in the eternal sleep
Peace in the lull of never coming back
I wish I could put a name to every little flit
Could be fixed

posted by Unknown @ 10:48 PM

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