me and my girl, someone else’s words

Far far, there's this little girlshe was praying for something to happen to hereveryday she writes words and more wordsjust to speak out the thoughts that keep floating insideand she's strong when the dreams come cause theytake her, cover her, they are all overthe reality looks far now, but don't go...

Far far, there's this little girlshe was praying for something good to happen to herfrom time to time there're colors and shapesdazeling her eyes, tickeling her handsthey invent her a new world withoil skies and aquarel riversbut don't you run away alreadyplease don't go...

1 Comment

  • By konfusedfae, March 15, 2008 @ 7:57 pm

    stay with me, arienette. <3

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