Love can hurt sometimes
Not necessarily
Even romantic love
Love hurts
Friends grow apart
die
fuck each other over
Being human is hard work
Love hurts
Everybody dies alone
Yet we die together
Love hurts
Most people are
Just in it for themselves
Love hurts
When you're trying to be
Something bigger than self
Love hurts
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09 March 2014
01 February 2014
CONFESSIONS OF AN AMERICAN OUTLAW #366 by Michael Grover
(Dianne DiPrima Blues #1)
Revolution is still alive
Even if it is just a spark
There is still a spark
To light that fire
That spark you stored away
On the bookshelf
For a certain jazzy afternoon
Revolution is still alive
It will always survive
In the written word
This is why they want to digitize everything
They want to kill it
Kill the writer too
This may be the death of language itself
But language will survive
This birth of a brave new World
Even if through underground railroads
Revolution is still alive
It lives & breaths
It is always there
Waiting . . .
Revolution is still alive
Even if it is just a spark
There is still a spark
To light that fire
That spark you stored away
On the bookshelf
For a certain jazzy afternoon
Revolution is still alive
It will always survive
In the written word
This is why they want to digitize everything
They want to kill it
Kill the writer too
This may be the death of language itself
But language will survive
This birth of a brave new World
Even if through underground railroads
Revolution is still alive
It lives & breaths
It is always there
Waiting . . .
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