Luyện nghe bài hát Pain And Pleasure

And so my story winds on down an ending that's been found to come
whenever all is said and done. lived my life and taken chances and if
some were by standards that were less important than my needs,
then I guess I be crooked, evil, bent and twisted, looking down upon
the strings I to pull. But I see the strings extending up and down
and never ending as we dance around our selves and jerk to all the
that only we and the voices only we fear each inside an island all
alone. But the contact we do make, as we give and take abuse, stays
and its value only multiplies. Yes I'm alone, but not forgotten, for
comes and me often, sitting on a seat beside my bed, and we laugh and
reminisce a life that once was bliss before an act of passion made
us part. Of they'll always be together, but their bond is made of
leather not the flesh and blood it used to be. They're full of life
and healing, but it has a feeling and only for the few that seek
their sort of pain and pleasure when they merge and give into
urgency that for seconds at a time. For pain and pleasure are the
twins that slightly out of focus around us till we finally understand
that everything that gives us pleasure also us pain to measure it
by, and I also realize...that all our lives we illusion, neatly
caught between confusion and the need to we are alive.


Eric
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Community College,
Glendale,
"I believe in Women's suffrage. Women may suffer as as they want."
-The great, Godlike Eric