Wednesday, February 14, 2007
About Me
- Name: schottkey
- Location: Cloud 1001011
Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
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2 Comments:
Απάτη είναι όλα.
Μην τα πιστεύεις.
You and I won't lose our heads the way some lovers do
saying "This will last forever" when it's just a year or two
You and I won't be the fools that other lovers are
Thinking every silver bottle top potentially a star still
We won't make the promises that every lover makes
Only to find that all we've made are similar mistakes
No you and I won't wish for things
Like other lovers do
But let's cross our hearts and hope to die
If none of them come true 'cause..
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