empty boxes
scattered round
empty head
no thoughts found
empty heart
no rebound
empty chords
lonely sound
who knows how long you'll feel this way
who knows how long those feelings stay
break it down break it down
open hand
missing ring
open door
gently swings
open wounds
scream or sing
open up
the next thing
who knows ...
you don't have to have been bitten
to know that it hurts
but you have to have been bitten
to know how much it hurts
11.27.09
STE-128?
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