MuchA Poem by yourhaircutmanI want too much. I want the new, the old, the future, the past. I want smiles and tears. I want the sea, as well as the burning pits of lava kept tucked away under our feet. I want the world.
But I'd gladly give this all up to see you walking through my door. © 2012 yourhaircutmanReviews
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