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.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Where does the line lay Beneath the sky? Near the oceans tide Where there was you and me? Did I read into your face too much? Did I find something that wasn't real? Where does fantasay become my reality?
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