keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails
<< Tuesday, Oct. 16, 2007 - 11:40 pm >> great, another futile day crossed out. you stood so close to me yesterday though, and you smelt nice. your semi-long hair tickled my eyelashes, i pushed them aside and it came back and back again. i was trying to concentrate on the screen but your every word escaped me like a tunnel. i was solid and my heart was an engine with a speeding motor. and today you were gone. even your absence smells like you.
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