Words bind us, words break us. Words we create and try to erase have all come to find truth in the fact that in understanding life we make words come alive.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
My heart Feels small Compared to It all And when I try to make It bigger It is just Crushed Down Into compact Size The smaller I let it get The less I feel So numb That I don't Even cry When I stub My toe I should have Never let You hold My heart
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