Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Micro Cuts;


With our hands clasp so tight, I'll follow you into the dark.

Its these littlest things that'll take me there, because there's more to this. I know, and I hope that somewhere somehow, you'll know this too.

I just wish that you were here, I fucking do.

Forever and always, always and forever.



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