Dere''s A Luxury In
Self-Reproach,
Whn V Blame
Ourselves,
V Feel Dath No One Else
Has A Rite 2 Blame Us.
Its d Confession, Not
The Priest, Dat Gives
Us Absoluti
When Your Way Comes Darkest . . . When Your Eyes With Tears Are Dim . . . Go To GOD, Tell all Your Troubles To Him. . . The Soul Would Have No Rainbow If The Eyes Had No Tears. .
Life is a paradox whatever you want - you dont get,
Whatever you get - you don''t enjoy,
Whatever you enjoy - is not permanent and
Whatever is permanent - is boring
