Stronger Then I Used To Be
Sometimes the words just need to come out
Friday, September 9, 2011
There's so many things I'd write just for you
I chased a white rabbit, hid behind bushes and trees each time he turned around, Every tic of his gold pocket watch echoing through my stance, he wouldn't be so elusive if I could just say hello
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