Tuesday, August 25, 2009
it comes along, i suppose.
someone like her,
heart of gold.
though it may not be that i seek,
there's lot to celebrate in friendship.
but pity i already have by myself;
it need not come from anyone else.
someone like her,
heart of gold.
though it may not be that i seek,
there's lot to celebrate in friendship.
but pity i already have by myself;
it need not come from anyone else.