Thursday, 18 November 2010


Sometimes I just want to
Burn my calendar
And escape to
Paris with you

So we could occupy
Pearls on our eyebrows
Standing on the bridges
Ready to fall down in that
Bright darkness of water

The moon will shine
Through your hair
And I will spin
Until I fall

Let's scream till the world
Can't hear us any longer

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