Thoughts, Ramblings and Confessions of a Weight Conscious Shopaholic
She's lost her spirit and has gone away,
Disconnected, flying high on a jet plane,
Told me she won't be back again,
And she has my name...
I want her to stop the plane, turn it around,
Tell the captain that I'm to blame, I'm to blame,
But there's a hole in my soul and I've lost control...
posted by Perfectly Flawed® at 4:33 pm
Just an Average Everyday Sane Psycho...Fashionably Sensitive and Too Cool to Care...an Idealist who wishes she Lives in a Sea of Waking Dreams...but in Reality is just Fumbling towards Ecstasy...believe that we are all Companions to our Demons...they will Dance and we will Play...it's my Heart that pounds beneath my Flesh...it's my Mouth that pushes out each Breath...if I shed a Tear I won't Cage it, if I feel Rage I won't Deny it.
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