sticking your thumb in a dyke
2002-07-17 ~ 7:06 p.m.

is it this place that makes me fall from you

forget the words that once rang so true

did we expect that life was ever fair, my god...

i sowed a field of rose and reaped a whipping rod

and everything i've held too tight inside

could make a part of me die

and if my lips could only speak the name

the dam would break

what is this ice that gathers round my heart

to stop the flood of warmth before it even starts

it would make me blind to what i thought would always be

the only constant in the world for me

and every hour of every day

i need to fight from pulling away

and if my mind could only lose the chain

the dam would break

for all the things i hid away

and all the words i could not say

the dam would break

now that is kinda like sticking your thumb in a dyke, eh Doc?

that was Toad, singing "Dam Would Break".

and i bought a new digital still camera and it rocks. i will take pictures one day, maybe.

but now, i am gonna sit here and hold my bear and wish the sun would set, cause darkness holds a cradling warmth that chills me to my bones.

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