Wednesday, April 21, 2010
The catwalk in the sky.
And, it may look to you that I am just walking through your city with my head held high.
But in my head, I am not in your city.
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I can only hope that the memories will never fade in anyone's mind. Even when we only have glossy covered pictures reminding us of yesterday. If only I had a picture of today from our hearts, for the cover of the scrap book in my mind. Please, paint me a picture of today before tomorrow takes it away.
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