If life was uncomplicated, and it'd always stay the same, wouldn't we find ourselves walking in circles?
And if life always was perfect, wouldn't the colour of the world fade?
Fade from our cheeks, fade from the roses in your garden. And everything becomes gray. The roses in your garden dies.
Darkness comes tumbling in.
But this is just a thought. Just a thought.
måndag 13 april 2009
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