Friday, February 20, 2009

Aspirations

You're with me always
Though, I not with you
And sometimes that knowledge is comforting
And sometimes it stings

And sometimes I think that someday I could be the feathers in a pillow or the clacking in a tap dancer's shoe.  
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  1. StellarStephFebruary 20, 2009 at 9:23 PM

    i like it. feathers in a pillow. nice.

    thanks for following me as well.

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