In This Moment, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

In 
this moment,
perfection floats.
Though everything isn't 
clear and I can't make sense 
of the the words running helter skelter 
through the lines in my brain.
It doesn't phase me.  It 
doesn't drive me 
anywhere i
haven't
been.
Posted: 2005-01-21 00:03:58 UTC

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