Saturday, September 4, 2010

A dish for two.


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  1. And in the middle of the night
    I may watch you go.
    There'll be no value in the strength
    Of walls that I'll have grown
    There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
    You may not trust the promises of the change I'll show
    But I'd be yours
    If you'd be mine

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It's like murdering, it becomes easier after the first time