Mar 23, 2006 23:50
They are mended, without a notice or sound. Closer to that little door. With thoughts of times shared running in our air space, stares become harder and smiles grow wider. These are the nights that i want to remember. Simply doing nothing at all, but yet smiles are always in full bloom.
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