your name is pounding through my veins
can't you hear how it is sung?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
unsuspecting sunday afternoon.
sometimes my heart gets so full.
of possibilities.
of disappointment.
of hope.
of love.
that it feels like it grows.
inside my chest.
just like the grinch's did.
at the end of how the grinch stole christmas.
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