putting Up Something Old (A reflection of me), by moondaisy Subscribe to rss feed for moondaisy 

I don't mind impressing,
It's depressing.
And I don't need you to be fake,
It's something I can't take.
What happened to the old times?
Where down were the blinds,
You've put them up.
Posted: 2011-02-28 01:21:21 UTC
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