there she was
and i was there
there she was
with all her glare
who would have thought
how cumbersome curiosity can be
and how it escalates like tides in the sea
till i became stifled and slow
till the only time i ever stopped
being curious of her was never ago
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
what might of been lost was found but not kept
the day is coming in
this pouring rain is paradise
you couldn't ask for anything better
and so they say
this pouring rain is paradise
you couldn't ask for anything better
and so they say
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