Fog is everywhere
the rain, I don't mind
The evolution, and hand written notes...it's all good
See through, your eyes
Hearts are aching
Contact is fleeting
Just sitting, chatting
Chit chatting - cause it's what we do
The music is always there,
and it is GOOD
Coulda shoulda woulda
Living
Life.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
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What the hell does that all mean?!
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