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"She was a curious girl, a wanderer, who spent her summers chasing fluttering pieces of prose and eating strawberries."— Michael Faudet
so pretty, this self-pity i'm drowning in
so dreadful, i've fallen off the edge
don't come with me, you're too beautiful
to be tainted with this misery
i need you like the air i breathe
and you need me like a pair of blue jeans
your favorite but only illogical
to put on everyday
leave when i tell you to go
this loneliness is only mine to bear
walk your road, walk on your own
while i sleep it all away
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“Is not this the true romantic feeling - not to desire to escape life, but to prevent life from escaping you?” -Thomas Wolfe
+ posted on Wednesday, October 26, 2011 at 3:54 PM
