April 20, 2002
by aniota on April 20, 2002a splinder in the grass
a splinter in my hand could point me to that fact;
i’m off track, i need a look at your fine ass
to lift me up, fill me up, put me on track
everyday
i live without you i live to love you more
for you’re close to me, i can’t feel you
yet
i’ll see the day soon that i will behold you
and finally will feel bliss and
see life thru your mystic
anglelic
vital eyes
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