Dunno.....
I'll act out a weird dream
hobble like a broken bird
howl a name over and over like a hyena
flare an open wing like a fan to a half-eaten moon
choose a grain from the sands of your closed lips
and retrace my steps and always
come back in half shadows
saddened by the wing I have left
I am the sign who names you.
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the journal to keep my sanity .....
*thunder**lightning flashes* The journal born of boredom begins.
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man, I'm bored, I'm bored. I don't know what to do at the moment. I dunno i'll go read a book in the corner of whoa. sweatdrop
look what I found, on photobucket!
This isn't lopez, at night.
look what I found, on photobucket!
This isn't lopez, at night.