play a song for me don't you know no one alive can always be an angel [21 Sep 2009|05:50pm] [ mood | creative ] i can feel a poem coming on. i don't have any words yet, but an emotion and an image. my father now has full dentures. he is so small, so broken, so pitiful. i don't know. like i said. i have no words yet. but damn. it's gonna give me nightmares, i can already feel them.

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