Sunday, September 17, 2006
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
This is the fear...
This is the dread...
These are the contents of my head
And these are the years that we spent
And this is what they represent
And this is how I feel
Do you know how I feel ?
'cause i don't think you know how I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
I don't think you know what I feel
You don't know what I feel
the origin.4:17 AM
Nina Louise
Woman, Girl, Elle
H-olic of every kind
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Could you be my beautiful disaster?
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