Thursday, October 23, 2008

Once...

My heart is all in shambles
If you could let me know
My means to get untangled
The ways that I could go

Tomorrow's door is opening
I am still awake from last
Heart still in grey-stone casing
Or is it made of glass
Posted by Cherrie at 9:35 PM

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