Oh you..., by Morgan Chapman Subscribe to rss feed for Morgan Chapman

Oh you...
With your eyes and your dimples
You are football and music to me.
Oh you...
Having big thoughts on all things between us
You are sportsbars and fishing to me.
Oh you...
Being made of all things hopeful
You are dead and nothing to me.
Oh me...
I am lost to myself and broken
Your absence is torture to me.
Posted: 2007-08-02 04:03:21 UTC

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