Apr 10, 2007 17:23
All alone or in twos,
The ones who really love you,
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand,
Some gathered together in bands,
The bleeding hearts and the artists
make their stand.
And when they've given you their all,
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy,
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
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