i wish i'd have all the time in the world so i can just think of the things that i really want to say.
but even if i have,
can i really say them?
or will there be you who would listen?
i am reaching for uncertainty.
and confusion seemed beautiful somehow.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
the truth is i lied.
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