Thursday, November 18, 2010



for those days we felt like a mistake,
those times when love is what you hate,
somehow, we keep marching on.
there's so many wars we fought, there's so many things we're not
but with what we have, i promise you that we're marching on.
i don't care if we bend- i'd sink us to swim,
we're marching on.

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