Tuesday, 26 October 2010

The Birds Fly In Formation


I will take all your lies and your doubt and your crushed dreams, if it will make you hope again. And I will take all your pills and your sickness and your poison, if it will make you well again. And I will take all your fractures, and your sprains and your breaks, if it will make you whole again. And I will take all your anger and your fear and your hate, if it will make you love again.

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