Rambles, by . QUEENIE . |
the sounds brash and blowing through the breeze its a fleeting instant when i forget to breathe if you were there to see me fall you would have had it everything, your all. it was one last step from grace to pain one last fight i'll never win again. xoxo Ellie J |
Posted: 2006-06-25 23:30:33 UTC |
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