Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
The Sun Will Carry The Day
Ocular Truth
She's Strong, She's Fragile
Someone somewhere left her behind.
She does not know that.
So She does not feel abandoned.
She feels lost.
If you ask her, She lost her friend along the way.
She's secretly waiting.
She has been waiting too long.
She's standing strong.
She's stubborn, she's naive, she's proud.
She's reassured... and sometimes not.
She's standing strong... and so it seems.
Some things are endless. And some things fade away.
Some things can endure time and some fall in despair.
She's standing.
If only someone somewhere comes along & befriend a dusty, maybe broken dear.
If only she knew that someone somewhere is thinking of her.
She does not know that.
So She does not feel abandoned.
She feels lost.
If you ask her, She lost her friend along the way.
She's secretly waiting.
She has been waiting too long.
She's standing strong.
She's stubborn, she's naive, she's proud.
She's reassured... and sometimes not.
She's standing strong... and so it seems.
Some things are endless. And some things fade away.
Some things can endure time and some fall in despair.
She's standing.
If only someone somewhere comes along & befriend a dusty, maybe broken dear.
If only she knew that someone somewhere is thinking of her.
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