I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel;
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.
God, I truly believe every word he ever penned was perfection.
To put in words the grief I feel;
For words, like Nature, half reveal
And half conceal the Soul within.
God, I truly believe every word he ever penned was perfection.
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you mean a HUGE amount to me.
i'm rather drunk as well. it took me WAY too long to type this.
but it doesn't change a thing-- i love you, and it is the perfect ending to an evening (morning?) to see your message.
sometimes i feel like i miss you and i've never even met you.
[Edited on Dec 11, 2005 9:20PM]