Posted Date: Saturday, March 25, 2006 - 9:44 PM
Stole this from Sean's aim profile:
"You change in front of me,
Your eyes get darker every day;
It happens quietly,
Your focus slowly burns away;
And if you let me hear,
The things you seem to want to say;
And though I am late,
I will wait to go,
Until I know you're somewhere safe;
And even if you chose,
To lock yourself away,
If I listen close,
I can almost hear you say:
"Once I was real,
Once I was somebody's child;
Once I could feel,
Some feelings once in a while;
Once I was here,
Once I was somebody's friend;
Once I appeared,
I will be real once again."
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