Monday, January 17, 2011

life at its best, I wear it like a crown

If this chaos is a catastrophe
My mind can let it carry out
If this is nothing to be of worry
My mind can watch it dance
But the pleasant thoughts
Are thought with care
Your faults and my blames
They come so quickly
But I'm fine with that
This is how it is
And it's fine

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