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Everything Yet Nothing.
Love much like life and death,
are amongst few of the guarantees in life.
Love is guaranteed loss and gain,
It is relief and pain,
Everything yet nothing.
Love is cruel, vile
A taste of bittersweetness,
Leaves you empty with feelings of completeness.
It is the tune of a broken beat,
The freezing heat,
Everything yet nothing.
An oxymoron,
A deafening silence,
An agreeing defiance.
A beautiful disaster,
The novice master,
Everything yet nothing...
are amongst few of the guarantees in life.
Love is guaranteed loss and gain,
It is relief and pain,
Everything yet nothing.
Love is cruel, vile
A taste of bittersweetness,
Leaves you empty with feelings of completeness.
It is the tune of a broken beat,
The freezing heat,
Everything yet nothing.
An oxymoron,
A deafening silence,
An agreeing defiance.
A beautiful disaster,
The novice master,
Everything yet nothing...
Start Again
Start again, when life demolishes your will to live,
Start again, when the world around you crumbles in,
Start again, when life chews you up and spits you out,
Start again, when all you are is broken down and destroyed.
Start again, when the faith in you is lost,
Start again, when there is nothing left in you,
Start again, because as long as there is blood running through your veins,
It'll never be too late to start again.
Start again, when the world around you crumbles in,
Start again, when life chews you up and spits you out,
Start again, when all you are is broken down and destroyed.
Start again, when the faith in you is lost,
Start again, when there is nothing left in you,
Start again, because as long as there is blood running through your veins,
It'll never be too late to start again.
Dream...
I dream of green pastures,
while the pastures around me wither.
I dream of blossoming trees,
While the trees around me decay.
I dream of beauty,
while the beauty around me fades.
I dream of tomorrow,
While today passes me by.
I dream of living,
As i start to die.
while the pastures around me wither.
I dream of blossoming trees,
While the trees around me decay.
I dream of beauty,
while the beauty around me fades.
I dream of tomorrow,
While today passes me by.
I dream of living,
As i start to die.
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