Sunday, April 03, 2005

A Pim of Love

I love you more
Than the sand on the shore
Than the air that I breathe
It's you I need.





20/20 Vision

And it's a burning flame
A fire on the inside
Reaching for the flashing exit.



Plucking the strings of despair.

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