You know, sometimes I have this feeling that you want something. Something only I can, perhaps even used to, offer. I need more space to think this through. Maybe just more time. Mixed signals aren't handy at all. Who am I kidding, you don't even stop by, whether it be here or in reality.
Song writing is a pain when you're struggling with writer's block. I can only pen two lines a day - and that's plain sad. I suddenly realize that I do have a lot of personal posts. Hope they don't mind.
Here Comes Your Man - Meaghan Smith
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