Aug 29, 2013
I've sat at the back of the line for years, Wishing the world wouldn't spin. I give in, alone again it appears. There were pieces of me that lived in corners on a hard wood floor, Until an Angel walked in through my door.

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I've sat at the back of the line for years, Wishing the world wouldn't spin. I give in, alone again it appears. There were pieces of me that lived in corners on a hard wood floor, Until an Angel walked in through my door.