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By brian Submitted by quixote Date: 2004 Jul 28 Comment on this Work [[2004.07.28.00.49.6615]] |
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god, she gives me truth sometimes to stop the holes i dig into myself that go a little deeper and a little farther with each new step back. she makes me smile real smiles. the kind of smile that would make you forget about the lines and creases that come from smiling real smiles over long spans of time. i tell you this though. all i want is to pull her out of the dark when she's stuck and shake her with what i've got. and pray she'll always smile the same. |