Tuesday, October 5, 2010
this time around
May I write this?
....with layers of progression I find the words. Not many, but enough...for now.
To walk with purpose, with healing.
To hold something you've always wanted.
To play the notes that made you whole.
To hear the rain fall and know...
You can be anyone, but I would rather it be you.
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love this..
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