If you give them the chance.

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don't sell your heart,

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

No Ordinary Boy.

Straddling on gray lines
between Plato and desire,
I burn for every chance
to catch you smile.

Five simple words,
you got my heart over my head.
Roses taint my vision
with everything of you.

Wish...

Hope...stop.

Wish...

Hope...stop.

I'm damaged, jaded and broken.
For every confusion, I look back at the why's
how's and what's.

Rest now my heart, for he's just an ordinary boy.

"Oh how life might take what dreams may come..." - Standing Still - Buddahead

don't say we're not meant to be.