Sunday, September 2, 2012

Questions Unfair I

If my tears were lava and I breathed fire 
Would you still let me cry on your shoulder?
If I made sense out of emptiness
And sins out of empty fifths
Would you love me until you hurt me 
Or hurt me to make me love you more?
If I forgot all of my yesterdays
And hated tomorrows because they're too far away
Would you live with me within today?

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