Between Choices, by Rura
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I want to help you fly,
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.
So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust. |
Posted: 2006-02-19 12:17:50 UTC |
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2006-02-19 12:25:22 | Rura |
This is for a friend, a different one, I still don't know the feelings about him. I would be so glad if he finds his destiny, his way.... I wanna help him, but I'm afraid what might come, what he might face for my fault... I don't wanna hurt him, just wanna see him safe. I can't explain... |