Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Not Titled...

You're beautiful. So beautiful. She's happy.  She lives on that side.

I guess I've woken up.  I can breathe again.

Where are you? I'm alone. Now my hands are cold I'm not safe anymore.

So, I picked up the phone...

And I'm happy I did.

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