Tuesday, January 29, 2008

When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken, and I hung my head and cried.

You're like a little flower. You're like a little flower with soft petals, that's exactly what you are.

1 Comments:

At 9:43 AM, Blogger J said...

I could interpret this in a hundred ways, all negative, but instead I'll close my eyes and dream of never-ending sunshine.

Please don't take my sunshine away.

 

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