Wednesday, Jun. 22, 2005 - 10:22 p.m.
You�re not one to hope for much, not whilst anyone is looking, anyway. It�s the disappointment preventative, vitamin C for the soul. You don�t tell anyone what you dream, then no-one knows how often you fail. You think your heart�s on your sleeve, but you hid it in your pocket years ago. You play it down, keep it quiet, shrug it off. Without warning, what you wanted more than anything in the world is knocking at your door. Even you wait to see how you�re going to deal with this one. (Don�t fuck it up).
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