Tossing and Tortured 'Till Dawn

I come back to you now, at the turn of the tide.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

How it whispered "Oh, adhere to me
For we are bound by symmetry.
And whatever differences our lives have been,
We together make a limb."
This is the story of your red right ankle.

The Decemberists


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