Ramblings writings songs and poetry from the heart of a 20 year old college female
7/29/08
Alone she cries in her sleep. But no one would guess that she's as vulnerable as the day she was born. She puts on such a front; she acts so tough. All she really wants is to be held.
I am one of the most random and fun people you could meet. I have incredibly blonde moments but I'm not dumb. Usually I have some idea of what's going on.
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