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You are 1000 words silently spoken. 1000 smiles without a muscle.

Never hollow. Guilty pleasure for tomorrow. And the cure that i follow.

You are sparks.

You jolt my dying senses. Electrochute my braincells. Slowly taking chances. With no past tenses.

You are who i have been. You are who i am. And you are who I would become.

You are my perfect rhyme

that chime

…and you will shine from time to time.

~ by d-i-t-y-a on December 30, 2006.