April 2010
What if here and now is all we've got? Then I ask of you, leave me not. If this is were I'm meant to stand Take this shivering hand.
Det finns ett mått av galenskap i all kärlek - men också en smula förnuft i all galenskap. Friedrich Nietzsche
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It might be a quarter life crisis or just the stirring in my soul. Either way, I wonder sometimes about the outcome of a still verdictless life.
Settle down now and sit with me let me tell you how this all came to be A yellow flower with your pedals to the air and flying on paper wings that brought you here Summer rolls on in the lazy ho
If I ever leave this world alive I'll thank for all the things you did in my life. If I ever leave this world alive I'll come back down and sit beside your feet tonight. Wherever I am you'll always be
All things appear and disappear because of the concurrence of causes and conditions. Nothing ever exists entirely alone; everything is in relation to everything else.
I want to reconcile the violence in your heart I want to recognize your beauty is not just a mask I want to exorcise the demons from your past I want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
If If you If you could If you could only If you could only stop If you could only stop your If you could only stop your heart If you could only stop your heart for If you could only stop your heart fo
Standing on a bridge, watch the water passing under me It must've been much harder when there was no bridge, just water Now the world is small. Remember how it used to be, With mountains and oceans an
"Säg varför är du sÃ¥ ledsen idag, du, som alltid är sÃ¥ lustig och glad?" "Och inte är jag mera ledsen i dag, än när jag tyckes dig lustig och glad; ty sorgen har nattsvarta rosor. I mitt hjÃ
Två tungor har mitt hjärta, två viljor har mitt sinn. Jag älskar dig för evigt, och jag blir aldrig din. Djupt i det röda mörkret fick livet dubbel form. Där kuttrar det en duva, där väser
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