I give up my vanity.
I give up everything that makes me, me
I give up my life, almost
I give up my dreams
I give up my virtues
I will bloom back to life
I will conquer my dreams
I will hold fast to my virtues
I would have survived the thaw,
I would live on and see many more springs.
The trees look so good at start of autumn and so inspirational. Had to do this.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
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