Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Peter Murphy
Read your feelings by looking past the eyes. The rage has been quieted. Look deeper and you will find it. Words flow with in the air with no meaning. Hide until you’re confronted. Sculpt the life you desire. What you offer is simply you-is that enough? Sing you a tune to make you feel. You knew the day the eyes appeared.
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