Monday, November 12, 2012




I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star to pray on, or wish on, or something like that
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
And I believed for a moment that my chances
Were approaching to be grabbed
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag


fiona apple - paper bag

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    -Kristine
    www.pugglewearsprada.blogspot.com

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