Sunday, February 24, 2008

Sometimes

Sometimes the jest of who you are
Can deny you your greatest love
How sad would it be to end
What now comes home again
To cage the bird to no longer fly
For fear of no return
No song for tomorrow's sigh
For lack of trust
In the cage it lies
Stunted wings
No song to sing
Only dreams
Of the open air to fly













Take a moment to check online spielautomaten oder
see the homepage of spielautomaten .