Sunday, 22 July 2012

Do what you love because you're going to die anyways

Are you back,
back in love?

Looks like we're here again,
everything's the same.
The clock turns but nothing ever changes,
everything's the same.
What's the point in trying to go places when,
everything's the same?

Hello, sun,
let me share you with the world.
No,
come back,
don't go.
You may leave when I tell you so-

Until I have seen the end of the world,
Until I have seen the dark at the end of the tunnel,
Until I am satisfied.
When all is said and done,
Then you have my permission to say good bye.
Then you have my permission to die.

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