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Thursday, July 8, 2010

Something

is what we're searching for
some thing to describe
who we are
what we are
how we're special.

But, something is a throwaway word
the word we use to describe the shit we don't care about.

Still, something is something special too;
it's all we have to describe the unknown:
what love is
how to find yourself
feeling alive.

Something is something confusing,
and all I need right now:
something to hold onto.

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