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February 17th, 2002, 10:58 AM
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i've been looking so long at these pictures of you
that i almost believe that they're real
i've been living so long with my pictures of you
that i almost believe that the pictures
are all i can feel
remembering you...
standing quiet in the rain
as i ran to your heart to be near
and we kissed as the sky fell in
(holding you close)
how i always held close in your fear
remembering you...
running soft through the night
you were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
and screamed at the make-believe
screamed at the sky
and you finally found all your courage
to let it all go
remembering you
fallen into my arms
crying for the death of your heart
you were stone white
(so delicate)
lost in the cold
you were always so lost in the dark
remembering you
how you used to be
(slow drowned) you were angels
so much more than everything
hold for the last time then slip away quietly
open my eyes
but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words
i could have held on to your heart
if only i'd thought of the right words
i wouldn't be breaking apart
all my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you
but i never hold on to your heart
looking so long for the words to be true
but always just breaking apart
my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world
that i ever wanted more
than to never feel the breaking apart
all my pictures of you
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February 17th, 2002, 09:17 PM
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nice poem. i have patience. also narcolepsy.
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