She sits by the window
Wind in her hair
She thinks of the past
And silently she weeps
She looks out the window
Sun in her eyes
Tears glistening as they fall
Oh! Sorrowful is her life
Friday, October 07, 2005
She sits by the window
roaringly yours, ::jenn:: at 3:49 PM
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