visions of love flash before my mind's eye, and the birds' begin a serenade of sweet sincerity. the sun sinks beneathe the sea creating a flamboyant canvas in the sky. i take into consideration my life in general...it's not as bad as it seems.
i'm still living. that has to mean something, right? with love, anything is possible. so as time passes, i'll keep in mind that, even though she doesn't feel the same, the feeling i have doesn't need to change. my purpose in life: to love and be loved.
Still Alive,
-Mr. Vaughn
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