Nomadic Nonsense
These words are my own, from my heart flow [and often inspired by the Big Man upstairs]
Friday, April 1, 2011
I'm Losing It
We are approaching break down territory.
It's all slipping through my fingers
Grasping at air
Gasping for air
It's all alright with
You
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