I am Brittany's sense of herself.
Reinvention tastes like this:
Tie me down, I'll fly away,
Clip my wings, I'll hobble to freedom.
Knock me down, and I'll get up again.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Do I dare believe?
That things are getting better?
This pit is getting shallow as you fill it with sand for me,
I'll be up there with you soon.
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