Sunday, April 24, 2011
Dust
Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Inside me today
Around broken in two
Til your eyes share into dust
Like two strangers turning into dust
Til my hand shook with the weight of fear
I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Under your fate
It was you, breathless and torn
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
Into strangers, turning into dust
Turning into dust
Turning into dust
~ Mazzy Star
Friday, April 8, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Tiny
Impossible to miss. The small signs of spring are popping up and sprinkling my yard with hints of color. It is spring break, and though it is chilly and rainy, I am enjoying it to the fullest. It is a much needed break from the weekly routine.
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