It is estimated there are 7 Billion people alive on earth, I would like to think there is only one of me. Alas if only that were true. I think we are not unique and whilst we are products of our DNA, it does not make me the only one of me. For all my belief that I have something new and unique to say by blogging, I am not unique and my words are not new......they are just the random words mixed up in my head and then re-arranged into sentences posted on to this blog to make it sound like me.
Wednesday, 7 August 2013
But there's an estranged organ in my chest, it beats for you.........
oh Marketa .... oh Markata how I loved you wrong....... today's SoD killer line
But there's an estranged organ in my chest
it beats for you
It will not rest, so
Meet me in our secret place
When the time has come