maandag 12 april 2010

To be loved

All the bad things go away
All the misery seem like another far away lifetime
All the sad songs sound cheerful
To be loved is to be wrapped in a Phoenix' fire, warm and painless
To be loved is to walk home at night knowing the world ain't such a cruel world as you thought it was
To be loved is to go to bed happy

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