You can fall from the sky
Love is love
And he gave her 12 roses
Ich seh' in deine Augen,
Ich liebe dich
Some say the world will end in fire
Some say in ice
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire
But if it had to perish twice
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great and would suffice
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible.
Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise.
It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls. But pass it does.
Even for me
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