Monday, 28 January 2013

when we love, we look pretty

beautiful things can be made out of dust 

if you stumble, make it part of the dance

do you believe in miracles? not today

a change may be just around the corner 

i've forgotten your face in the rains of november, i've forgotten your voice - i don't want to remember 

would you believe in what you believe in if you were the only one who believed it?

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