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Jul 2010
When I say, 'forever,'
what I mean is, 'never.'
The failures that we'll discover
will go perfect together.

I don't keep a chest full of secrets.
I keep a chest full of heart.
My dissolution is a dying art.

Come on, pull it together.
The storm has been weathered.
When I say, 'forever,'
what I mean is, 'never.'
NBURNS 2010
Written by
Nick Burns  Everything Was Beautiful
(Everything Was Beautiful)   
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