A star opens wide As it Confuses sadness with regret it crumbles over its own weight. Dilapidated into memory’s that feel the earth’s fatal shakes and rumbles. Feelings that make the might of passion become a fatal flaw. They say to make someone love themselves, you have to make them loose the thing they cherish the most. To fall beyond a reaching hand or blast above the winds of change are our only choices as humans. For that I will go to the ends of the earth, to the beginning of confusion, to stop all fear above truth. For you I will form paradise. to an old memory for my old soul, happy birthday darling.
Posted on: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 07:52:33 +0000
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