Saturday, January 31, 2009

Thoughts

Every step I take, every move I make,
It all means something to me.

Every tear I cry, all the time that flies,
It all means something to me.

All the memories-
All that I want to see, all that I want to be-
To see your smile, to travel with you by the mile.

The stars are shining, my tears are glistening-
As I look back in time, each sccene is playing like a mime.

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