i wouldn't have me any other way. |
When pens bleed words on paper
It opens up your soul...
I was once broken, i know hard to believe
but really this smile it isnt me...
I could have never of been this brave or strong
Dont know if I could have last this long...
He holds me close, we dance, we kiss
I love him...
The word happy is used to often
Its meaning has been softened...
Put one foot in front of the other
Hold tight to the hand of another...
You didn't find god, you just got sober. |
"So funny story, my grandma on E-harrminy..." Curtious |
Broken pieces fit back together. |