TANK IT
I have no desire to be congenial.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Tears flow a constant stream from my eyes, flowing gently over my dried out cheeks, circling their way under my chin, and dripping onto my chest ,where they slide downward to collect in the dip of my collerbone.
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