12/12/2009

~ nutshell ~





television is sorry

standing with one foot in the past and the other one in the future. can't find myself in the now. the rejection is returned.

if ever - i can find myself only in the running while. in the short, fleeting moments. like the ones that distinguish a true smile and a false one. in them there is everything.

and yet i find
and yet i find
repeating in my head -



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