Friday, April 30, 2010

A drip of Us

The owl who come to knock at my door might say yes? Is it really love?

A lot gets swelling in under ego,

but ego is a face

It is a front.

Trying to climb a ladder, but don't use a ladder

Is it really any harder for us?

Love, Hate, and Desire.

"In the end the love you take is equal to the love you make." --- The Beatles

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