...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...
Saturday, July 18, 2009
The whales do not sing because they have an answer.... They sing because they have a song... ashes and snow
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