torsdag 24 februari 2011

i keep dancing on my own.

No matter where it's barren a dream is being born.
I'll fix these broken things, repair your broken wings.
Make sure everything's alright. 
Whatever happened to the great escape and all the plans we make?
We were oh so close.  


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