sábado, março 22, 2008

Sad songs and Sad words.

I know I'll miss you, though I'm not quite sure I love you.
All I know's I like my music sad.
After love and fear, there's pride;
After tears, the night; In time, of course, my feelings will adjust;
Such pain cannot forever be sustained.

Old feelings are like treeless roots that lie
Underneath the ground, where they will die.

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