When I think of all that life is When I think of its fragility it's vulgar vulnerability the heartache and the seeming futility And I wonder what the point is Then I come to the conclusion that it must be love - the greatest purpose in life and the greatest gift we're given is time. So I don't want... Sign in to see full entry.
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The lyrics to my story. It gave me great pleasure to write them, it seems they should be shared. Of life, death, depression, love and melodrama. Of growing up.
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