Thursday, March 4, 2010

The Beacon

 
 You say your time has come,
You're tired of waking up.
Don't be obscene, i can't conceive of
Living without you.

You say you drag us down,
No one should want you now.

When i start to cry, you kiss my eyes and say
i'm not allowed to. 

i dont believe in blogging emotions or feelings. i keep a lot to myself. i guess for that, i just might always be some sort of mystery. 

Today i discovered Diane Birch and she is charming, however those are not her lyrics.

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