How About it?
We could runWe could hide
We could sink
we could swim
We could change
stay the same
live of die
you and me
we could be
a family
a friend
a couple
a pair
we could be whatever baby
so whats it gonna be,
Will you be with me?
How About it?
We could runIf I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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the first choice of falling | 0 | 11/02/2011 |
breaking | 4 | 11/30/2010 |
How About it? | 0 | 08/30/2010 |
Never Ending Circus | 2 | 08/30/2010 |
For giving up | 1 | 07/22/2010 |
To whom this may concern. | 1 | 10/14/2009 |
Tear Drops | 1 | 05/27/2009 |
Among the waves | 2 | 07/02/2009 |
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