One day, I just had this thought and ending up writing some about it. Here goes...
Lighting matches with the fiery passion I feel, we'll stay here tonight.
In a place where we fuel fires with pencil shavings, I feel so dry...
I throw the shaving into the fire, burning colors into the sky.
In a place where we're all free,
There's nothing more right than you and me,
In a place where beauty is all our eyes can see.
♥
2007-05-13
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