 ...she's / hardly / what / she / seems / <3 |
| On leaving. |
Feb 15th, 2008 6:54:57 pm - Subscribe |
| This is to the rush, the feelings like I am going with hurricane force winds but they are warm and welcoming and I just float along with them up the coast into your arms. Take me in your whirlwind and make it impossible to leave. Let your waves crash down on me, drown me, crush me, let me come up for air, and twirl me around. Mix me up, turn me inside out. Love me, take care of me. Hold me, support me. Don't leave... not yet. |
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| mood: concerned On the speakers:: Snow Patrol |
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