jchstar Posted June 6, 2012 Share Posted June 6, 2012 "Stories written in ink on my heart" I have loved gypsies and vagabounds Held close wanderers and thieves kissed musicians and liars all in lust. My heart; black and blue only screams for more of the same. It won't break the patterns Reaching out for what it isn't and never will be. Searching through corridors on the schism of my brain. Running head first into walls where the illusions seemed so real. It seems my heart has walked a thousand miles in someone else's shoes. I am home. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jchstar Posted June 7, 2012 Author Share Posted June 7, 2012 *vagabonds. I have no idea how to go back and edit a post. Sorry for the typo! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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