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[[[FORGET ! the >>th!NGS y (o) u N/E/V/E/R said.))
2003-05-10 @ 7:53 p.m.
kiss me harder make me HURRT/ if i saw you again we would run through empty museum halls tapping on glass and mediating next to the big bronzed buddah (although i can't sit indian-style so i would sit in a M shape and watch you.) and then maybe we would go across the street (to the little thai place that nobody knows about) and while we sipped on coffee drinks whose names were too hard to pronounce we would act all-too-sophisticated until an ugly man who really was all-too-sophsticated comes to us and says my newspaper is upside down. then..it will start raining. a downpour. and we will have no umbrellas so we will run and splash in puddles and hold soggy paper over our head and laugh!laugh!laugh! down darkened streets before you bump me against a brick wall, next to your house and your eyebrows will cover my eyes from the raindrops and you will kiss me... a movie star-im ready for my close up mr. deevil-wowza!-kiss. but then maybe you will walk away we say goodbye the best when we say nothing at all. then.. i will probably cry no eyebrows to cover my rainy tears and i will sit in a puddle cover my head and only sob when thunder booms. rip my heart out whydontyou just rip out my heart. ... when you say nothing at all. xoxoxoxo, meg
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