Pick a place, pick an end, pick a coastline, you've found a reason to live, but taken a part of mine away.
Rely on love, to bring out the melodramatist in us all. Rely on love, to tear us apart. Rely on love, to engender our wildest dreams and endanger our reasoned thoughts. Rely on providence for nothing.
Saturday, 6 September 2008
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