Monday, April 03, 2006

The longer we are set apart,
The more I found myself in love with you.

This shouldnt be the case, bscause I am left in misery.
And if I should hop on this misery to the next,
I would choose to do so.
For it is as great as the pain of being burned in fire.

The words I couldnt say.
The words you wouldnt know.

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