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If you have love, you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.
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I have no armour left.
You've stripped it from me.
Whatever is left of me
- whatever I am -
I'm yours.
You've stripped it from me.
Whatever is left of me
- whatever I am -
I'm yours.
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# Posté le samedi 28 mars 2009 18:54
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Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
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Hello darkness, my old friend. I've come to talk with you again, because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
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# Posté le samedi 28 mars 2009 11:36
Modifié le samedi 28 mars 2009 13:38
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We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call, no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it.
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# Posté le samedi 28 mars 2009 11:20
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