another stitched up bullet wound.

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Friday, September 26, 2008
These small hours. @ 11:18 PM
Tell me what all those words mean.
I don't want bad things to happen.
Don't I matter enough to you at all?


Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders
These twists and turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours
These small hours
Still remain