i dance along these winding tracks
pretending
waiting
living and dying
believing
feeling
the end
inside and out
your words flow past
my outstretched fingertips
like water
and all i can hear now
is the music in my head
and the whistle
of the locamotive
i'll never stop
dancing














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¤ º°.She lives in a fairy tale.
.Somewhere too far for us to find.°º ¤
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Avatar by ~Pwincessnaveera
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
- Ernest Hemmingway
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
- Ernest Hemmingway
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"People run out. Money runs out. Time runs out. But words don't run out." - J. Deborah Klein
"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. "
- Ernest Hemmingway
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¤ º°.She lives in a fairy tale.
.Somewhere too far for us to find.°º ¤
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Has fallen deeply in love...well, I've always been in love with a Capulet
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