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Archive for January, 2009

No more, love, our hearts will beat as one,
flowery carved walls have set me back too long.
To live this pain, my love, I was not born
I thought I could, apparently I saw it all wrong

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Elisa,
Flying I was! Comparing myself to birds up high
I had no words to feel, no stories to tell
Now I’m back to the dirt, under a turning sky;
tumbling down the well
I would be crazy if I kept holding on
There’s no hope left in that cutting cold wind.

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