Monday, March 20, 2006

exchange

Though I am an imposter, a disillusioned and sinful, immensely flawed child, Your bread and cup wait for me. I am overwhelmed to the point of sobbing. Your perfection has perfected me.

1 Comments:

Blogger Angela said...

Well! How are you, Ms. Singer Lady? I'll have updates a little later. I haven't known how to articulate them yet.

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