If I were really really ridiculously wealthy, I wouldn’t buy a mansion, just tiny apartments in every city I love.
Mara Wilson

duminică, 12 februarie 2012

Blind illusion

If you just see me come and go,
Behind these tears I hide no more..
And thankfully I rise my head..where am I through this battlefield?
There s no more scars or sounds to feel,
Is this a dream?



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