religous, nothing else of real importance |
Influenced by malice
conflicted with hate...
Who would have thought
that rose pedals could tear...
I've wondered if love was real. I've pondered...
I've wondered if love was real. I've pondered...
There was a boy that I once knew, Kind and loving...
But one day he called me to say he wanted to break...
Who would have thought
that rose pedals could tear...
Influenced by malice
conflicted with hate...
Love is not for the faint of heart, and yet it strengthens the soul...see the irony? |
Never reach for what you cannot reach. It takes more effort to find something tall enough without hurting yourself than it does just to build a staircase to your destination |
The extreme imagination is to imagine no imagination |