Thursday, 18 September 2008

Our Last Days As Children.

I've always wanted to be able to bend words the way I want them, to tame them in order to describe everything that occurs in a single moment, every scent and every look and every sound. Today is yet another day that I wish I possessed this talent. There are simply no words for this day. Feels like I've wasted them all.

if I could write musical notes
this is where they would be.

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