Sunday, January 6, 2008

every second, dripping off my fingertips

"in slow motion, the blast is beautiful;
doors slam shut.
a clock is ticking, but it's hidden far away;
safe and sound."

the rain is pouring, drops tapping along to the music on the window pane next to me. i sit here as the night slips away, and this song it just fits in perfectly.

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