Of anchors, hands are weighed., by Dubhaigan |
As if, boats followed that ghostly stream the one that leads to heaven and the other place life seems like a race but do those boats race? it would help me escape, to get away from here, to escape my fears old habits die hard and will they follow me? is that what the anchor intends to be? old habits. |
Posted: 2011-12-01 20:56:51 UTC |
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