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[imgleft]http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r186/Mecona_2007/maybe_it_means_nothing_by_kikishironeko-d4bub92.jpg[/imgleft][align=left][color=silver][size=9]She's looking at me, straight dissenter,
No room at all for any other thought.
And I know I don't want this
Oh, I swear I don't want this
There's a reason I don't want this
But I forgot.[/size][/color][/align]

[color=grey][align=center]In the terminal, she sleeps on my shoulder,
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew.[/align][/color]

[color=green][align=center][size=10]((Text goes here))[/size][/align][/color]

[color=grey][align=center]Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
Passengers missing, we're looking for you.[/align][/color]


[color=silver][align=right][size=9]And the words, they're everything and nothing;
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks:
Who are you, taking coffee no sugar?
Who are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time?
Oh, words like rain, how sweet the sound.[/size][/align][/color]

[color=silver][align=left]Well anyway, she says,[/align][/color] [color=lightblue][align=center]"I'll see you around."[/align][/color]