The rain seems to always wash away the pain, but inside every gap of this ordinary town will be people; carrying umbrellas, shielding themselves from this eccentric beauty as the sun hits the precise angle that will create the shadows of our favorite silhouette and I will remember that you were the only person who gave me my perfect storm.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Integrate This Broken Heart
Yes, there is a method to my madness, like a broken equation but you've came to dissect my heart for the truth behind it all. What you've found was far from terrible but was it far from love?
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