Thursday, February 26, 2009

the raindrops

Time is like a juicy tomato-flavored nail polish trapped in a tiny bottle waiting to come out and hurt the eyes. 5:52 pm and I just want to pass out.
Constant CAPS typing and broken promises of never going to bed angry all melt away into a silvery liquid when you stroke my hair and tell me how beautiful I really am.

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