Thursday, June 18, 2009

Quotes 6/18- Keats, Bob Seger

"She dwells with beauty- beauty that must die; And joy, whose hand is ever at his lips bidding adieu"- Keats





"And I remember what she said to me
how she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then"- Bob Seger


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