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numbered words, hundreds of pages.

i think its a lot easier to fall in love with words.
so maybe its not falling in love with people anymore.
we only fall in love with their mouths.
because they deliver our only chance of salvation.
they make us melt.
words bring us to our knees.
they kill us.
im a vitcim.
im a murderer.
but i guess if i had to die everytime you spoke,
well then,
i would,
hands down,
die.

6:04 p.m. - 2004-10-18

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