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.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
I'm sitting Waiting For your Bus to Come around I'm looking Out For your Smile to Shine on me I'm losing Faith In your Friendship You and I Have And sometimes I just don't Know what I'm looking At
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