Thursday, June 3, 2010

playin dead

Allow me please to just lie here because how do I react to the steps of you walking by? A threat? Yes, a threat to my heart. To feel the imbalance of chemistry that takes place, to feel the blush rushing to my face, to hope to slow down my over beating heart-race. How may I refuse to play dead?javascript:void(0)

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