On bended knee is no way to be free, lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently. All my destinations will accept the one that's me, so I can breathe...
Everyone I come across in cages they bought,
they think of me and my wandering but I'm never what they thought. I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts.
I'm alive...
Monday, November 27, 2006
Me and Phoebs...
Me and the dumbest/cutest Cocker Spaniel to ever wander the earth...er, i mean my living room. (Hadn't posted any pics in a while...)
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