Wednesday, April 6, 2011

as desperation takes hold

If there is no love in the world, we will make a new world, and we will give it walls, and we will furnish it with soft, red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweller's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does. safran foer a kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.

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