Sleep... forever...
We cried together
Lived the part
Of lovers apart
Meaning without a cause
Call it a question
Treat the past as air
Just as fair
My lie....
Leave it all to die...
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
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"Unfortunately, the balance of nature decrees that a super-abundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares." - Peter Ustinov