Yesterday can't be taken back and tomorrow can't be taken yet and today is.
Coming from dreams. In. Deep depths maybe never.
Only real thing worth sleeping finally is a tear from you.
For the taking, my one.
For the taking
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Is It Raining On You?
Posted by John D. at 9:28 AM
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