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.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
What is there today? Or tomorrow? Why is it so hard To be happy? I can pretend But demons break Me every now and Again Choosing this Choosing that Strength I don't Think I have So what about today? What about tomorrow?
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