FLY LIKE A PIXIE, SOMEWHERE IN THE TREES
Freedom at a price? This may be so, I see myself alone and happy but free. Id like to fly again Id like to sore. I see myself standing out side a small place, something made of logs, no curtians in lace. Just my place. I'll be happy and freewilled. I want to be free, maybe not alone for evever but I... Sign in to see full entry.