the moments pressed between laughter
and indescribable babble are what you call keepers.
there is something about your eyes,
a deep color i have never found in a crayon.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Moments
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this blog is here to represent the random notions and ideas that fill my head. the hope is to allow a new insight into the world of art, music you should have, literature, original photography, and complicated theories that make up the day to day.
the moments pressed between laughter
and indescribable babble are what you call keepers.
there is something about your eyes,
a deep color i have never found in a crayon.