

Ink blotAngel's wings like a water mark on the paper, You say we've all got them. Told me mine were big an' black, Satin feeling, an' hung high on my back. Why Can't I find them? An' why do the barbs from the wire, tear the cloth as I pull away? Tear the frail fabric that holds me. My shoulders burn from the feathers you say sit, But I know have never sat, where you say. Still I wish your words could be true, With the wings you promise are mine, I could... I could fly to her... You know who I mean. You smile when I mention her, You see the burning in my eyes. &nInk blot
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for the fave!!
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hey I spelled it right, the dictionary is wrong!
VIVE LA JARK!
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Once upon a time a blew a bubble......then it popped..the end.
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Once upon a time a blew a bubble......then it popped..the end.
I wanted to drop by your page and thank you for the fave!!! hehehe
soo thank you!!
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• I'd love to live without the constant fear of endless doubt ..but I can't live without you. •
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