
You weaved your way into my dreams last night. Sprawled around me, we tackled the infinite dream problem of taking down out foes. Every new touch, a possible solution. Every new breath a new kind of pollution. And you asked me how to solve the case down. you took my hand in yours and needles ran trough his existence. I woke up sweaty tears drenching my body, dripping down and sobbing as the figments and answers dissolved away forever..


1 Comments:
jill that's wonderful!
hah we all know jebus does that too
love meg : )
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