One hour passes eleven no time not even for love, people seeking answers from above little do we know the answer lies within 24/7 360 degree spin born to sin. Day turns to night dendrites grow as we sleep the unbeilevable secrets people keep, because no body truely understand and nobody knows feelings are hurt man this blows thats life and thats the way it goes.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.08 seconds at 1:20am on Nov 12, 2024 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
