
(Stole this graphic from a blog i follow, my bell jar.)
everything i write
goes undelivered to you
i've loved you all my life
but i have nothing to offer you
you said that once you knew
and i held my breath
and turned so blue
i knew it wasn't my cue
i've written you
a thousand letters
but nothing comes out right
there's nothing in my heart
that can be spelled out quite right
love it. ha.
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