i wished i could draw my heart out, and dismantle it;
build it from scratch.
i'd line the pieces onebehindeachother.
none
to
overlap.
i'd polish the parts that have been rusted by mistakes.
i'd get them gleaming again. so that almost no one else will know that
it's been sent for repair.
except me.
Monday, July 18, 2011
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