delight
she didn't disappear after taking my heart to speak to it personally. she has returned, as i always knew she would. like a thief in the night, the day and hour was unknown. of course i don't expect to still be typing this if i was 19 days late for the rapture. yes, a sweet surrender as we fumble towards ecstacy. the wait is over.
i only hope, for those who didn't know better and want to comment that she sounds like Dido, keep their vile comments to themselves.
Sarah McLachlan's new studio album in six years: afterglow.
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