by wensum24
@ 18/02/2007 - 18:24:21
Those who hate are left in the past,
those who love are heading to the future.by Ed...this is my proverb for living!!
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Love?
Hate?
by wensum24
@ 18/02/2007 - 18:17:28
Hatred is never anything but fear—if you feared no one, you would hate no one.
Atlantic
by wensum24
@ 18/02/2007 - 17:41:36
Keane: Atlantic
I hope all my days
Will be lit by your face
I hope all the years
Will hold tight our promises
I don't wanna be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't wanna be old and feel afraid
I don't wanna be old and sleep alone
An empty house is not a home
I don't wanna be old and feel afraid
And if I need anything at all
I need a place
That's hidden in the deep
Where lonely angels sing you to your sleep
Though all the world is broken
I need a place
Where I can make my bed
A lover's lap where I can lay my head
Cos now the room is spinning
The day's beginning