Friday, April 18, 2008

vulnerable

Sometimes they find where your thread is coming loose. Knowingly unknowing, they grasp the end tight. They don't let go, won't let go. You hope they'll never change their mind. It's pull pull pull until you're unraveled and revealed and have nothing to hide. But it would be too late if you tried. You don't want to try.

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