That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Saturday, April 17, 2010
You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain. You took your suitcase, I took the blame. Now I'm tryna make sense of what little remains, oh. 'Coz you left me with no love, with no love to my name. I like the beat :-) |