14 February 2007

Weathered...

I can't see it destroyed, I won't let anything burn it. Love, have a decoy, does it matter if I sometimes give in easy? And why, is it so hard, to get by? I say - we stand up, cause its now or never. I don't know if I could mind this lasting forever, I want to seize your time for mine. Let's grow old together and live by the ocean, till the time we don't come home at all. We'll make it an institution...

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