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She haunts the roads, she waits for a new face.
The arms red and injured, she wants to rise, she cant until we have faced;
I'll cut your armies down, and turn your heart.

You wait, I'll wait.
I'll lie awake for you.

I'll cut your armies down, and turn your heart.

You wait, I'll wait.
I'll fly away,
I'll break down.

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100 things that could make me fall in love:

  • have a love for words and worlds
  • wear glasses, if not regularly, often
  • have a some scruff, maybe a goatee
  • hold my hand or put your arm around my waist even though i say i don't like it
  • listen to classical music and hip hop
  • if you listen to the deftones, i may weep with excitement
  • having a sincere appreciation for different foods and cultures
  • it'd melt my heart if you knew how to cook or worse: if you don't know how to cook, but still try
  • never forgetting please's and thank you's
  • well-defined wrist bones
  • a little bit of excessive confidence/ambition
  • that when you hug me, i am surrounded by your warmth because you are so much bigger than me
  • a repulsion for pet names
  • the ability to fluently speak farsi so we can talk and have people around us wonder about our conversation, or we can say things to each other in public that shouldn't be said
  • if you don't speak farsi, have a will to learn
  • an irrational affinity for numbers that will knowingly cause clashes between us
  • wearing hoodies (with the hood on) and wool sweaters
  • wearing puffers
dec 9 2007 ∞
mar 5 2008 +