Some folks dream of the wonders they’ll do,
before their time in the new world is though.
Some just don’t have anything planned,
They hide their hopes and invade havokstan.
Now I don’t know who is wrong, who is right,
but if you’ll stop by my fire a night
THen all I need is a downtime or two
to tell the tail of a wemic like you.
We all dream a lot, some are lucky, some are not
if you think it, touch it, feel it, than it’s whole.
And it eats your soul.
But all that I say, can be told some other ways,
in some fragments of some stories that came true.
And they could be you.
- Fri, 09 Apr 2010 23:55:33 +0000 –
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