Working in a room
Sunlight streaming through windows
I miss my students.
I succumb to dark
No longer resist sleep : that's
Inevitable
A horror story
Of the American brand
Miss you already
If I was a #fool
I'll have #married for #money
Instead of for #love
To fold the clothing
Or not to fold the clothing
That is the question.
Let me tell you things
The deepest part if my heart
Awed you know them too.
Awed you know them too.
I'm treading lightly
My heart will not get caught up
In someone else's
Let's have a great day
After all it's #Saturday
#Love it up. Let go.
#Confidence beaming
My heart will not get caught up
In someone else's
Let's have a great day
After all it's #Saturday
#Love it up. Let go.
#Confidence beaming
So revel while it's lasting
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
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