Tuesday, December 25, 2007

three am

Just a moment, I am crying.
Then a moment more, to compose myself;
For a part of me died,
In search of completeness
And happiness
Ever so elusive
For the likes of me.

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This is a delicate unraveling. Now and then I find pieces on the floor, tiny little bits that tell me - maybe I shouldn't do this or love you anymore.

- Mandy Moore, Latest Mistake

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