cards are dealt, pain is felt, spirit is eternal, but soul is true/ colors fade, flowers bloom, birth is ancient; death is too/ open now, smile at the sun, exposed to the chill, not afraid to feel/ because the world is beautiful, heaven is here, love is forever and life is real...
Friday, March 15, 2013
I don't think I care about anything
as much as I care about love
and it's exhausting
because nobody cares about love.
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