I guess I'm just another girl from the hills, right into the big city, and terribly lost. I miss my hills. And I hope to go back some day. Meanwhile, I wake up every morning and imagine the silver sunlight through my huge window. But nothing enters. It's just a city, smoky and dirty and distant.
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Malyya
Jan 28, 2013 05:08PM
It's all about Black and White Hold out to me a pen and I'll serenade to you a story Little alphabets grow into words, and words, they reach your soul Words, they form mighty threads that link you to...View all Conversations
