And the song keeps repeating to prove to you what you must say you may want to leave but my dear their is indead no way why must we feel the fear why must we even try?-me yup Beauty walks a razors edge-bob dylan.

like faded memories, and vauge whispers in my ear, burning on insides of eroded volcanoes; but i erupt with disgust you come off so subtle but im not there to notice it, burnt out and burned away.

"I like your christ; I do not like your christians. Your christians are so unlike your christ."-gandhiit's so sad realizing two people, who were once so close, barely speak a word anymore i mean, look... i dont know if a…

Is their something in th wayI move across the floorI know its obviouse to say that you dont need me anymoreSomething tells me that whatever happens with us, whether we stay together or go our separate ways, either one of…