A rolling stone gathers no moss; A rolling rock gathers no...

29 June 2012

you make me want to live again

i haven't yet met you.
what are you like.
how do you dance.
where's your home.
maybe we'll make one.

you know (silent, smiling, smug,
you know, you know, you know)
or maybe you don't

have you taken everything
you wanted. have you
done things you regret. that's not
a question. i'm pretending
this means something.

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