the sound of your son;
you've won your children.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
When you feel so tired that you can't sleep,
stuck in reverse.
When you lose something you can't replace; when you love someone and it goes to waste could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones. I will try to fix you.
Sent from my BlackBerry® wireless handheld
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