I sleep with that message
Under my pillow
And I remember
That it is of love
If tomorrow I have cuts
They're only of paper
And no longer
Self
Inflicted
So this
Is what it's like
To feel like something is right
And this
Is what it's like
To not cry as I sleep
This is unreal but I can touch it
Tangible and emotional
Inspiring and frightening
And I don't know what to do
But I wouldn't have it any other way
As we share whispers
Never without you...
--6/22/06
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