the rain outside should flow into my heart,
for emptiness has made it dry.
but i will live with this cold dry heart until the day
you return
to melt it
with a warm, wet kiss.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
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Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O'Neill
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