Thursday, 3 September 2009

Wish upon a Star.

Today"s a day i"ve lots to say and things i want to do. I want free will to be a frill and not a binding glue. I want a child to feel being wild and not a clone of you. I wish the hate would concentrate on those who wear that shoe.

Its hard to tell just what they sell without a clear blue line. I try to yell to ring the bell but no one has the time. To those who"ve fell to meet their hell it may be just a sign. I wont compel my mind to tell the future may be fine.

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