In a distant land,
With pen in hand,
I will write the words of tomorrow.
Words of joy and tender love,
And never a speck of sorrow.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Smiles Come And Go
Smiles come and go
But you still have a hold
A hold on my heart
A hold on my soul
I need to
But I can't let go
Too afraid to be without you
Too afraid to be me
Alone
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