Monday, March 12, 2012

Brick

The smell of cold. Car seat is freezing. The world is sleeping. I am numb. Now, that I have found someone, I'm feeling more alone than I ever have before. I pace around the parking lot then I walk down to buy her flowers and sell some gifts that I got. Can't you see, it's not me you're dying for. Now, she's feeling more alone than she ever has before.

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