The Great Depression


I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be

too many bitter tears are raining down on me

I'm far away from home

And I've been facing this alone for much too long

I feel like no one ever told the truth to me

about growing up and what a struggle it would be.

In my tangled state of mind

I've been looking back to find where I went wrong

(Brian May, "Too much love will kill you")





What I wrote on the petition against the pope's statements on homosexuality (also available in English now)


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