People, they are blind, people that can see.
Both kinds of people aren't people to me.
Existence lies with each breath.
Resistance Relies heavily on death.
People rely on people.
Love, is hard to explain.
When loved there is no pain.
Love can sweep you off your feet.
Or, it can crush you in defeat.
Love breathes through each one of us.
People rely on people.
To fall in in love and hit the ground hard.
Means to have accidentally pulled the right card.
Love can hurt, it's on everybody's mind.
The problem with love is finding the time.
Love, is it possible to be too late?
Or will it always be the extremes of fate?
If one loves someone, can they love them back?
People rely on People.
People cry on People.
People need People.
People love People.
People, are people.
Thank you.
1 comment:
Nice, dude.
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