i miss my sensitivity when i sit down to write
it makes me wish my heart was not so estranged
it makes me want to feel before thinking
12.01.2005
idealist turned rationalist
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at times silence is not gold . . just yellow
i miss my sensitivity when i sit down to write
it makes me wish my heart was not so estranged
it makes me want to feel before thinking
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