ericboy's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- oh boy, abierto! Your gaze seeps through me it's like the dawn i never knew my lips creak daily it's like the sail on the horizon let me be somewhat free can't you see i'm a freak? yeah? how about me? Sometimes I confuse myself for lack of something better to do. It's those moments when I wear that face of discontent that fits me so well like an old scarf that's comfortable and slides into the natural mutation of your neck muscles. Every inch of the fabric is nestled closely to every contour of your skin and it's oh so exquisite. Yeah; I've been there before. Bought the T-shirt and everything, but I hardly ever wear it. It's too big on me, anyway. 2:48 p.m. - 2003-07-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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