Feel the wind in your hair
Feel the love in your stare
Feel the falling drop of rain
Feel the melting unsaid pain
Feel the gently setting sun
Feel it all come undone
Feel the darkness creeping tall
Wish you did not feel at all
Nice weather. Not so nice things to think of.
Monday, May 04, 2009
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OMG! ore peelings!
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