August 2012
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The Dream
My heart is about to fly out of my chest with longing.
It flutters as a caged bird would - trying to escape this cage of limbs and hollow sighs and rocket to your side.
Like rain you sleep - the pattern of your dreams as soothing of a rhythm as water on a pane, or running delicately down ones skin.
I find my heart beating like yours - this drowsiness pulling me under where I mingle freely with...
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unsubscribing from mostly everyone on facebook. now I only need cupcakes and punch to complete this party wooohoooo
