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*VIVA VOCE.
07.21.03 @ 11:45 pm these are the words that come too late. the thoughts that pour from my mouth the minute you turn your back to walk away. waves crash over the sound of my lips tounge and teeth forming confessions that will never reach your ears. my "dont walk away now"s seem to collide with your back as you waltz away from my general direction. i've crumbled paper airplanes scribbled with last minute reconciliations due to their lack of meaning. words are pointless if they aren't tasted. dont miss me when you're gone//just remember me when you come back. the metronome was wrong again my heart has surely gone and skipped a beat << >> SN–— M |