Paradox of Happiness
2010-11-01, 4:04 a.m.
Asleep in my arms;
all things we've known, or will know,
are gone. Just us now.
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| Paradox of Happiness Asleep in my arms; all things we've known, or will know, are gone. Just us now. | �Repitition of Hatred�Loveless Avenue�Burn Out (and) Fade Away �Plofile�Notes�Host�Archive� |