jaywalk-'s Diaryland Diary

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yeah well, maybe i hurt you sometimes

but let's contrast and compare -
lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there.

Falling Slowly, Once
games that never amount to more than they're meant
will play themselves out.

Falling slowly, eyes that know me
and i can't go back.
Wounds that take me and erase me
and i'm painted black.

2:28 a.m. - 2009-05-24

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