backyard crowing
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words
words are just words
we throw them around to see how they sound
echoing down the hallway
lying lazily in a lover's bed at dawn
shouted out to the masses
sobbed in agony
words are the tools we use to form our realities,
and the means to escape such dissapointing truths
piercing
"i love you", those three big words
- saturday, Jul. 08, 2006
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