i'm_holding_out_my_hand Death of a Rose take a chance and grasp it, hold on while we walk with no goal in mind, hold on while we laugh and dance, hold on while we stare skyward. take your mistakes and cast them aside, embrace each line of my palm because you are in each line, embrace the truth of it, embrace the hurt of not hurting. 041231 ... crOwl and you take it without thinking and it fits like tongue and groove carefully sanded until splinterless smooth. 041231 ... unhinged still after all these years palm out empty 041231 ... monee for a little bird to land 050102 ... once again but my fingers are curled... 050102 ... tessa braced but hopeful 050219 what's it to you? who go blather from