Annie Lennox write these words in her song 'Why'...
This is the book I never read
These are the words I never said
This is the path I'll never tread
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
This is the joy that's seldom spread
These are the tears...
The tears we shed
This is the fear
This is the dread
These are the contents of my head
Sounds pretty much like one of my downswings. My bipolar is crippling right now and I certainly feel that the path I want to be on is on the other side of the street. Everything I want is out of reach. All the things that will help me are just dreams right now. My girl is the branch I cling to. Without her no doubt I would be in some gutter somewhere as one of my exes once predicted...
Exploring Historical Buffalo, New York
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* (The Swannie House, Buffalo NY/Image
copyright of Lieuxabandonnes)*
I hopped on a Greyhound bus on Thanksgiving Day ...
9 years ago
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