Personalhelveticaman on 24 May 2005 07:30 am
By taking what I’m set on giving, sweet heart
We spend our lives listening to other peoples music, and how it relates to our lives (reflection). When will we stop singing these songs we find and start making our own music?
Why must something be broken down and completely fall apart before something new and wonderful can grow? Why must my pleasure be matched by another’s agony?
My head hurts; I’m so lost in longing. It is both a very good and very bad thing…
Currently listening to Avalanche:
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