Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Soixante Dix Sept Ans . Si Beau .

You can see us ,
but we can feel you watching .
Our every move ,
Our every breath .
Watching .
Waiting .
Waiting for a chance ,
a mess up in our plans .
A hole in our hearts .
So that we are broken by our spirits ,
and we cannot live without ever feeling lost .

Nicole (:

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