Love Owes Us To Be Dead

Love from me to you,
So cultured to let go,
A love is like a rose
Beautiful in bloom
Yet it can not last forever.
We are saints held in devils arms,
And today everything seems so different
To see you face,
Is the most detangled web I have ever seen.
We'll grow old, we'll be young.
We'll play the part so far apart from our heart.
And I'll be there to watch you,
When the world fall down upon us.

*Pixie* -29/04/04
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