Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive?
It makes you leave behind three boys and a wife in '89
As the track marks inched their way up your arm
My mother taught my brothers and I not to call you daddy
But to call you father
But I believe there is something here to be learnt of grace
'Cause I can't help but love you
Even with a heart that breaks
Like the promises that you made
My God, what a world you love
As Cities Burn
Sometimes you have to love people first.
Even if they don't deserve it.
Sometimes to be loved
You have to love unconditionally.
I talk about love so much. I can't help it. Because people forget that EVERYONE deserves compassion and love...and we can't be selfish about it. It's not about us...it's about others.
-Noelle
I wrote too much about politics over the election season and no one likes that so some good applicable things are coming soon :-) I'll try and talk about things that aren't just LOVE OTHERS soon haha...
Sometimes you have to love people first.
Even if they don't deserve it.
Sometimes to be loved
You have to love unconditionally.
I talk about love so much. I can't help it. Because people forget that EVERYONE deserves compassion and love...and we can't be selfish about it. It's not about us...it's about others.
-Noelle
I wrote too much about politics over the election season and no one likes that so some good applicable things are coming soon :-) I'll try and talk about things that aren't just LOVE OTHERS soon haha...
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