Sunday, October 14, 2012

Growing Pains

I know that we grow apart every time we meet
And each time we touch, I tremble
But every day hurts
Because I'm soft and I'm weak
Slaughtered day-in and day-out
By the very same thing that brings me great joy

Ripped out and stomped on the ground
I know my weakness which is a great power
And I can't stop using it because it pains me
I have to love because without love, what would I be?
A thoughtless man drowning in a despair-filled sea

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