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Sand, Dust

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layout designer and image: eloquent
date: Monday, November 3, 2008
title: fall hard hard, smile big big
time: 2:40 PM

hi guys.
Confucius say, fall hard hard, smile big big.
okay fine, the old guy didn't say that, but yknow it makes sense(:

true believers who all may understand,
the meaning of this strange romance,
its bitter, its sweet,
and you always end up swept off your feet.

love is the guitar; strums, untuned chord
but pain is men, love is god
attraction; distraction, drives us insane,
come, walk with me, down my memory lane,

for me the past, now sand and dust,
love both misunderstood and misused,
has thought me nothing but to grow up,
and life's not love about.

but true believers listen now,
love feels great, like one full sound,
dont go chase love, its not on sale,
love will find you, like the moon to the nightingale.

boo