These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.

Posted by Samantha Shaw on Sunday, July 5, 2009 Under: Truths

I feel like I hardly know you...and yet...
I've known you for years...
I'm drawn to you like your heat and I've been cold for minutes, hours, days...
It's like clock work...every time someone walks out of my life someone new walks right on in...
the funny thing is...you've always been there...in the corner of my mind.

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These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume.