I saw my grandma laugh today.
not like she doesn't laugh.
today it was different.
May be cos its been long.
A laugh that i wished to write upon the air.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
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Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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