Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Friday, January 22, 2010
There's an Eye on us
something called fate can intervene, not with the wishes of either, some kind of misunderstanding intrudes upon the peace of the situation, leaving you to search for similarity in another place at a future time, but the heart that has hurt can be the heart that projects a greater strength and perhaps then a greater and more real love
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