and you will be loved
Close your eyes and we can float away,
All alone through this crowded place.
locked out
Saturday, May 7, 2011 | 6:24 PM | 0 comments
Like baby's breath,
I'm holding on to air.
My lungs a thief,
Should I know you,
A stranger though you seem-
You feel like home.

-'fade and then return', william fitzsimmons

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