Monday, April 6, 2009

Haiku

love is  regrets lost
repose my gloomy scorned soul
I can breathe again. 

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The Frames - Falling Slowly

I don't know you but I want you all the more for that.
Words fall through me and always fool me and I can't react.
And games that never amount to more than they're meant will play themselves out...

Take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time.

Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice. You've made it now....
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