A paper moon, hung by thread in the cardboard sky.
A paper heart, crumpled in my hand. A paper arm, that I extend. You reach for my paper arm, and it tears. A fragile paper girl, with an even more fragile, paper heart.
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June 29, 2009
4515.) Sometimes, I just don’t know what to do with myself.
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