Saturday, August 19, 2006

Saturated me!


I see so many golden women;
When they walk, their feet don’t touch the ground.
But me, I’m always out of rhythm
I’m weak and I fight like a fool
And if I could trade my voice
For the silence I know that you need...
I didn’t want you to see me like this
So frightened of losing so soon...

2 Comments:

Blogger virgochhas said...

mmmm.....

saturated???

and da poem is for...????

:)

2:22 PM  
Blogger Sundancer said...

besides me, you're the only one who knows who its for..:-)

4:39 PM  

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