Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Peace

It can mean
A river or a stream
A stem into the other side

A man can be a man
But if he's nothing but adixk then dam

Why is it so hard
I was burning
And when the rain came
And the city went down below
All I wanted was love
Pure like white snow

When we open love
Nothing else matters

For that matter
I'll explain
Rather then say it
Let it replay


My exsistrnce began with me

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