Saturday, August 04, 2007
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
It's a heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's a dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live
3:21 AM
By jen the man
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