Your eyes are supposedly the windows to your soul or something like that....... mine also happen to be my soul's window to the heart; and how nourishing a view they offer. This log, at inception, is supposed to record the outpouring from my soul.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Why?
Why is the question that I ask Why do I act like I act Why can't I let go of the past Why is it such a monumental task?
1 comment:
Anonymous
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the past is what makes you hun and the answer you are looking for is right there in front of your mirror. you just cant see it
1 comment:
the past is what makes you hun and the answer you are looking for is right there in front of your mirror. you just cant see it
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