The Exact Opposite
One. Two. Three.
I plan to build a wooden canoe, and float.
September 5, 2010
Your love will be, safe with me.
This is not the sound of a new man. Whatever brought me to this loss, whoever you are. Do not do as I do. Prove me wrong, show me you mean well. Cut out my tongue, I have nothing to say. You left me alone, when I needed the light.
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