the world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. - Saint Augustine

Monday, January 24, 2011

these.guys.

i think i saw you in my sleep, darling. i think i saw you in my dreams you were stitching up the seams on every broken promise that your body couldn't keep.
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i thought i heard a plane crashing but now i think it was your passion snapping.

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