“Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?”
I could say life is just a bowl of jello
and appear more intelligent and smart
but I'm stuck like a dope with this thing called hope--and I can't get it out of my heart...
...not this heart.
There’s loving and there’s losing, but I think I’m just past choosing now
Don’t live a lie
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map