Thursday, February 25, 2010

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words are nothing but hollow
stars are just distant fires
those who may lead may never follow
magic is illusions and wires

questions may never have answers
dreams may not come true
those who don't walk, may never be dancers
and knowledge can be disproved

sometimes nothing seems certain,
eternal, essential, or real
but what is completely and utterly all of that
is the love you make me feel