Words bind us, words break us. Words we create and try to erase have all come to find truth in the fact that in understanding life we make words come alive.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Heart
This heavy heart I carry with me It weighs me down And I am hurting I cannot seem To find peace I keep on feeling Like there is no room For my heart Inside my small chest I want to be where I feel at home I need to leave Before things Go wrong
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