31 December 2006


The fire, and tears, and love alive - Alexander


Blogger BD said...

Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood
Clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather
The multitudinous seas incarnadine,
Making the green one red.
- Shakespeare / Macbeth

Blogger BD said...

When my heart stops beating, maybe it won't hurt this much. Never will I have to ensure to anything, please don't get me wrong; because I'll never let things go, I can never find the words to tell you - I never want to be alone, or that I don't know you. One day you'll get sick of saying I'm alright, I hope by then everyone is pretending or cured as I am tonight. I'll never this go, I hope I can find the words to tell you - I want to be with you, I am in love with you.


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