Monday, October 18, 2004

Letting Others Speak

Many other thoughts but still don't know where to begin. So I figured I let these speak my mind instead:

about the stars and the meaning of life

why do decent guys end up last?!

how to take over a country

When my mind do clear up from its cobweb-covered chaos I shall get down to put things down more coherently. Till then, "He knew it was time to go to bed because he could feel his teeth."

1 comment:

  1. The Rose

    Some say love, it is a river
    That drowns the tender seed
    Some say love, it is a razor
    That leaves your soul to bleed
    Some say love, it is a hunger
    An endless, aching need
    I say love, it is a flower
    And you it's only seed
    It's the heart afraid of breaking
    That never learns to dance
    Its the dream afraid of waking
    That never takes the chance
    It's the one who won't be taken,
    That cannot seem to give
    And the soul afraid of dying
    That never learns to live
    And the night has been too lonely
    And the road has been too long
    And you think that love is only
    For the lucky and the strong
    Just remember in the winter
    Far beneath the bitter snow
    Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
    In the spring, becomes a rose.

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    The rose which I had promised.

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