You know that I care what happens to you,
And I know that you care for me.
So I don't feel alone,
Or the weight of the stone,
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone.
And any fool knows a dog needs a home,
A shelter from pigs on the wing.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Sometimes people carry to such perfection the mask they have assumed that in due course they actually become the person they seem. - W. Somerset Maugham
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