Point me at the sky and send me off for a while. It shouldn't be like this and I think the trip I'm going on is going to be surprisingly hard. Frustrating and unbelievable the things we do and feel are uncontrollable. Like a slow song with a chaotic chorus it mirrors life more that you know. Take me away again.
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
Point Me At The Sky...
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