Saturday, June 04, 2005

out of nothing at all.

But you, fall on me, and watch TV
Pass me the phone, I need a conversation
You're feeling down, just like this town
Your eyes they always sparkle me with love


it strikes me that certain things can be misconstrued and completely blown out of proportion by individuals trying to make something out of nothing. and as much as i thought it was over, perhaps it isn't.

it will always be something small, something silly, something hard to forget.

what more is it than a simple feeling of injustice? what can i do?

these words (and yours) are nothing but meaningless entities.

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