stonedsour's Diaryland Diary

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Sentiment's Word

Stars fall down tonight

Only the wind is asleep

The message has been received

Are we more pure?

Blue skies turn to grey

The desert sings a tune

Time has be released

Are we more true?

Hands reach out to touch

Words are being written

Light has reached a way

Are we more alive?

Clocks have spoken

Steps can be heard

The moon hid herself

Are we more in love?

Are we more real?

2:49 p.m. - 2004-04-07

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