Lifegoesonthelonelinesstoo
Who knows the meaning of the sorrow in a smiling of someone who cannot cry?
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Sittin on a random street.
Wind blows like a lullaby
Whisper babbles peace goes by
Twilight beauty sets down, no more good bye
and says no one needs any alibi.
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