Monday, October 09, 2006

That twitch.

That leads to shallow breathing.

That leads to heaving breathing.

That leads to cracked fingers.

That leads to a lump in the throat.

That leads to glassy eyes.

That leads to a thumping ribcage.

That leads to a sinking heart.

That leads to a heavy spirit.

That leads to nothing.

Nothing left to say but goodbye. (Air Supply)

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