(no name)

June 2, 2010
Lost papers forgotten words on this page wrighting to get on the stage. There nothing here on this page but simplistac thoughts of days gone by wishing wishing that i could fly so i could sore through the sky looking for a place to call mine. heart beats faster im out of time so ill take my bow and to you all good night

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