a forest.

sometimes i just want you to grip tight

my crumbled body locked against your chest

your ink stained fingertips pressing into my shape

because sometimes all i need is security

we have beautiful days ahead of us.

i promise. <3

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~ by eekaface on August 14, 2009.

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