domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011

We can’t be thrown one wing will never fly, neither yours nor mine.

We once belonged to a bird who cast a shadow on this world. You were a blessing, and I was a curse, and I did my best not to make things worse for you . If it isn't true, I always knew this would be our fate. 
This is what happens when we separate, this happens to all dead weight. I fear we can only wave goodbye.

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