26 November 2012
A smile can still be fake. A laugh can still have hurt. A sun can still have rain. A tile can still hold dirt.
A tear can still be good. A scent can last for years. A smile can see me through the day. And wipe out all my fears.
A flower still will wither. When winter comes around. But spring will triumph once again. Then blossom can be found.
Things Can Last. • Opuss № I