Stuck Together Torn Apart
Morphed and changed a thousandfold, yet still the same.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
You make me move like a freak...
When I was just a boy,
I expected the world,
but it flew away from my reach,
so I ran away in my sleep.
And so underneath these stormy skies,
I know the sun must set and rise.
Now everytime I close my eyes,
I dream of being with you in
paradise.
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