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11 March 2005 @ 12:10 am
thats my number  
sex floats through the antennas
destroying whatever is pink
striking nerves
with wrinkled noses
and pitter patters across damaged denim
you should rest assured
i'll pose
for you
every night
unless alcohol defeats me
i suspended those
ficticious
movements
and those passerbys
are caught in the frames
daylight moves me fast forward
to rewind us everynight
 
 
 
christalshesgotnothinow on March 13th, 2005 09:22 pm (UTC)
whatever is pink