i fill my head up with pictures.
my eyes delight in a moment captured.
snap, i can get a taste of it back.
indulge in the past.
it's great great great
and its real real bad.
"things i have loved, im allowed to keep."
still in boxes they are alive.
going on in their daily lives.
giggling in their cardboard confinement.
kissing, grinning, sinning, making odd faces,
"and we're slow to acknowledge the knots in our laces"
in quotes - regina specktor.
& dr. dog.
two very different songs,
but inspiring all the same.
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