

WithoutShe takes a deep breath Is this the end? Although when hope and incredulity combine, the end vanishes and all feelings of love submurge in a swirling wave of emptiness.Without
He takes her hand The end is not near Although when the mingling fears of others fix, fear and dream collide. All senses and emotions evaporate into the void and away from all peace. Without the help of reality. Without the murmur of sanity. Without the whisper of love.


Holding Your HandWhen you said you'd be there... I believed you. You never told me to leave, or to forget your memories. I remain with you, unforgotten and loyal. Your eyes fixed to the plastered cement wall, unseeing and unfocused. I gaze gently into them, finding serenity and peace.Holding Your Hand
But I find myself falling for ever into an abyss of your mind. Why won't you tell me? What is on your mind? You won't look into my eyes; you won't smile, grin, smirk. The tranquility I find diminishes, into a nothing so cold and stoned that I cannot begi


RunawayRunaway runaway. they won't care. we have it all. find one's purpose. Runaway runaway. it's up to us. never give anything up. find our purpose. Runaway runaway. don't lose grip. they can't hold you back. find my purpose. Runaway runaway. let's get lost. breathe into me. &Runaway
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Light travels faster than sounds ,
thats why some people look intelligent until they talk.
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If you're reading this message, I bet you that you spend a lot of your time staring at glowing rectangles.
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Sad to say that The Veronicas are from the same country.
In all honesty, your support is really helping me.
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Tom can't play the harmonica.
"I think that is my life story. Wrapped nicely in a broken stone plate with no real significance and nothing more than an exercise in imagination and craft. Nothing more."
- 'zerocomplex
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Sad to say that The Veronicas are from the same country.
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