. . *flinch* . .
What are you my blood? You touch me like you are my blood.
What are you my air? You affect me like you are my air.
What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god.
What are you my twin? You affect me like you are my twin.
-Flinch, Alanis Morissette
Sooner or later I won't even flinch at your name.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
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