i believe there's a place where we can go
where we'll always be held and never cold
i found this place so long ago
Through the exterior reality of your soul
i live in a world that no one knows
and now it's told that i'm too old
for if you cry my worlds exposed
And it dies so ever slow
Monday, February 15, 2010
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