Monday, April 04, 2005

Brink

I'm loving that Bright Eyes' Fevers and Mirrors is sad enough to match my mood. But just perfect not to push over the edge of tears. Because public tears at work, well Martha Stewart would not approve.

Does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched and does he crythrough broken sentences like I love you far too much?
Does he lay awake listening to yourbreath?
Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes.

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