Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Simple Math

I'm sure your heart is breaking too, I'm sorry for your bruises. I'll leave a message with the guard at the gates... There was a time I could deliver directly, but the walls are built up so high these days, I'm not sure I'll ever be able to find a way through. I don't love you any less, but I can't count on you anymore.

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