Wednesday, 22 June 2011

A SMALL ACT OF BRAVERY; song larics and pooms. PART FIVE.


I rise and fall with you my love
I rise and fall with you
And when you leave these shores my love
My heart still goes with you

Do you think you have Providence,
That love you can ordain?
For none of us control our hearts
And we are both the same

Lordly in all this beauty rare,
Slated by cameras stare
To me he rests in higher planes
Our ideal homosapien.









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