Thursday, March 1, 2007

dear ellen




it seemed like it was an interminable wait for everyone 4 years ago. it's been four years. andimissyou. today would've been yer 25th. see you when i see you.


 


When I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly away
Oh how glad and happy when we meet, I'll fly away
No more cold iron shackles on my feet, I'll fly away

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