Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above.
domingo, 6 de junio de 2010
Now that you've left me, there's no returning I keep comparing, you're always winning I try to be strong but you'll never be more wanted Will you make me at home?
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