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Sunday, June 15, 2014

The Back-up Plan

Some say love, it is a river 
That drowns the tender reed. 
Some say love, it is a razor 
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger, 
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower, 
And you its only seed. 

It's the heart afraid of breaking 
That never learns to dance. 
It's the dream afraid of waking 
That never takes the chance. 
It's the one who won't be taken, 
Who cannot seem to give, 
And the soul afraid of dyin' 
That never learns to live. 

When the night has been too lonely 
And the road has been too long, 
And you think that love is only 
For the lucky and the strong, 
Just remember in the winter 
Far beneath the bitter snows 
Lies the seed that with the sun's love 
In the spring becomes the rose.

Happy Sunday ;D

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