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I know it makes no sence,
This love, 
Be it sane,
Or dense,

But if this is how I should feel when I fall,
I'd rather feel this flame,
Than nothing at all.

And in the end I'll be glad,
Even if I am mad,
No matter the cost,
I'll be glad to have
LOVED AND THEN LOST.
Posted: 2011-04-05 02:48:30 UTC

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