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Jul 2013
Sometimes,
what I need
is you to
tell me what
I've seen.

I want everything
perceived
since I'm
so hard
to make believe.

I know that we
will die together;
let's change
frontiers
from flesh
to leather.

In time,
all storms
are weathered.
I am here
for worse,
orΒ better.

My God,
I know forever
merely holds
but 7 letters.

My God,
I know I never
will believe
I could forget her.
Written by
Nick Burns  Everything Was Beautiful
(Everything Was Beautiful)   
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