Sometimes I feel like I can’t run, I can’t crawl
And sometimes I feel like I ain’t nothing at all
Life is a journey where you stumble and fall
But I’m okay when I lie down in your arms
Shadows melted like ice when you danced in me.
You danced like yesterday and every tomorrow.
You danced so pretty like I always knew you would.
Eric M. Petit
I was wondering if you might check out my new blog if you get a chance? I hope you like it : )
I like your stuff, keep writing :)
you ever went curly before?