Sunday, July 5, 2009

Run



And then I made everything fall apart.

~

holy girl
don't get up
for running

stay with me
I feel sad
when you run

sands of time
are lying
on my chest

stay in bed
I feel sad
when you run

stay like this
on the hills
of my chest

don't wake up
I feel strange
when you go

stop the night
hold me tight
holy girl

don't stand up
I feel strange
when you go

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