Monday, August 29, 2005

I am a world. My hands hold plenty of secrets but my mouth is full of lies. My eyes see sunshine but my hands surround the face of a victim. My voice is loud but my face breaks into silence. My legs are plastic but my head is like a hole. My mind is a knife but my heart is clear to receive. I am a world but my sky is full of stars.

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