
Come on Get HigherMatt Nathanson Its difficult when I can no longer say what I really mean because the knowing has scarred me. To deal with my thoughts, I suffocate but I try to breathe. Gasping for moments, cautiously and sile...
By Non-Conversations on Aug 28, 2010 in:
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there is no one and nothing i love more than you, but little by little i feel you slipping away each day falling through fingers like grains of sand upon frail hands that grasp at each lie i tell myself and the night that once serenaded my heart with...