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It's Over till It's Not Over
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Jul 11, 2009 8:55 am
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To endure is to consider ourselves freezing dead
To survive is to pour tales in the evening bed
To love is to bury ourselves over again beneath-
Live breathless to spare my sweetie's breath.
To wake up is to see the stars in the morning
While sunshine is when at night there's dreaming
To wait is to convince the soul there's still life
To a journey when aught is bequeathed but night
To enjoy life is to throw a rainbow unto the sky
As it reaches heavens it becomes stars at sight
It's the galaxy of memories cherished in a hide
A life dazzling in a hundred times that has died.
a-poem-i-wrote-2years-ago
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