Saturday, July 31, 2010

til we grow old

she is quiet and she is cold
but she's amazing, or so i'm told
and i would hold on to your hand
if you were scared, i'd understand
i know so little, what's in your heart
but i know something, and that's a start
i know they talk, about our love
but i don't care, in you i trust
we've come so far, it isn't fair
a love they judge, a heart we share

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