...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
All those little people from my shadows past who left their wet shoes on the edge of my heart plays like rain on my mind : Angel ene
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