Wednesday, January 13, 2010

.insanity.

And If I turned crazy, I know you’d still love me. And you would invite my imaginary friends inside, to visit while my panic subsides. And my smiles would be endless, where your happiness bursts. And you would take care of me. Take care of me. Because your heart swells and you believe my spells. And my dreams are things you listen to and believe. Where I cannot tell a lie. And you are as beautiful as the moment I met you in my dreams. And you are with me everyday, in my ear. And you hold me in my sleep, even when the dreams are too deep. And ill cry of try and be brave, but you are close at my side Because of people that have died you are Where I cannot tell a lie.

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