This will someday become a book. The poems in here will change often, I'm sure. But someday, these will be held within a small paperback that no one wants to buy.
Monday, March 24, 2008
depression
I’ll call you when I can speak again I'll visit when I can breathe again I’ll write more when I can feel again I’ll sing some when I have faith again I’ll kiss you when I feel good again you’ll love me when I’m me again
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