Mirror me this. Mirror me that.
A need for approval. A need for anonymity.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
You said you would be back late.
I wait up still. To satisfy
a need to die before you.
I figure it must have a name.
Love.
Yet, I will not cross seven seas
or bring you the moon.
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