Broken hearts are to be feared.
Mind over matter,
love before trust.
You hate your parents? I hate mine too
Let's bathe in our misendemors
as love
and matter
crumble before our broken-hearted feet.
We trust each other like love never did. This is how we live.
Misers amongst misery.
They all run in fear.
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 6:03 PM UTC
Broken hearts are to be feared.
Mind over matter,
love before trust.
You hate your parents? I hate mine too
Let's bathe in our misendemors
as love
and matter
crumble before our broken-hearted feet.
We trust each other like love never did. This is how we live.
Misers amongst misery.
They all run in fear.
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