Saturday, May 9, 2009

Let the Kat out of the bag

The cracks in the floor slowly fill
As these feelings come against my will
I want to open this can to let them out
and dance around, scream and shout
You put the sun in my skies, the moon i my eyes
the joy is so great it makes me cry
As i hold your hand it feels great
not letting go as i head to the cemetery gates


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