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Sunday, July 27, 2003

things that float
and shimmer
make me safe make me
feel like i belong
where i know im lost
i float i shrink i shine
i sparkle i become invisible
its warm its safe its cosy
warm its dark i can see
i see it all so clearly now

POSTED BY littlefaeriegirl Sunday, July 27, 2003  |  
he stares and she stares back and they laugh and they keep walking
she forgets about the boy, except for his deep, dark eyes, she forgets about the staring, except for conjouring stories of long distance love
he is all forgotten in a week

see the man, his face is new, it doesnt freeze her feet to the floor or buckle her knees, her legs turning to crepe paper, her heart ramming against her ribs, her stomoach in her throat until she sees it isnt him. he's just a man

quiet confidence. walking, eyes downcast, she isnt hiding, she's just thinking. all alone and surrounded by friends. happy and healthy. no secrets

POSTED BY littlefaeriegirl Sunday, July 27, 2003  |  



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