Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Voice
Those days I cried in my pillow are a distant dream
Time goes by, I’m lost in the crowd, and my feelings wither away
With cold eyes, I only believed in things I could see
But then one day I held onto something intangible and fell asleep
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