Tick tock tick Tock tick tock, Sounds the clock, As I lay on my bed, Counting a flock. the wind is ruffling the curtains aside, letting in a dim light I shut my eyes tight. Capture those dreams, And the…
Month: November 2005
She…
She was walking down to a place, where she was going to be completely alone. She had chosen that path and was warned but now as she walked, she felt the confidence with which she had justified her path melt…