Crooked Tales
Art, Writing, Opinion.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Untitled
I know your face so well
I've traced the lines
As we talked
As we laughed
I know your voice
Better than I know my own
I've closed my eyes
And felt it hum in my ears
I'm trying to be good
And not pester you
But I miss you
And love you loads
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