To YouSanity minutes spent with you start my happy days. The make-believe jokes float into view as escape raftsTo You
during my daily hurricanes.
(Sometimes I whisper 'thank you'
when I know you can't hear it.)
It's a thank you for the way
your words lift me out of the woods I get lost in sometimes. For the way, your voice resembles childish chalk drawings from the past on the drenched, starlit pavement tonight.
Your monologues (and dialogues) of logic and make-shift truth can be like music
when everything else sounds
like point
Tell me if you need any help with using the site.. FAQs are usualy REALLY borring! ^_^
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Life is lies, so the honest play with the dead.
I WRITE with a pen, TYPING with a keyboard comes latter.
URBAN NOISE cares, do YOU?
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