There's so much I want to say
But never enough oppurtunity to say it
Or maybe there is and I just miss it.
Either way it stays bottled up inside.
Im corked...
And Unlike wine, who's taste & soul only grows with age,
everyday I get less sweet & my youth fades.
Im growing older without ever speaking my mind...
Letting all my hopes, dreams, wants and needs stay bottled up inside...
-xoxo
Saturday, February 21
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2 comments:
dope....
thnx =]
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