Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Breathing in this air that is full of dispair
Maybe living is lifes biggest conspiracy
But I don’t really care as long as youre here next to me.
Love is like the air I see
Intangible but feels so concrete
An illusion, diffusion, there is no sloution to cure one who has once
loved but I,

i won’t have to be drugged
For I have yet to experience love
So I take a deep breath and then exhale
Waiting for my love to come out of it’s shell
So I breath in once again hoping that the next one may be you
That the love I love to think of

will be you

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