Monday, November 1, 2010

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Some days I spend in my room
I sit and think and I realize you were always there
All I had to do is see with my eyes and say a few
things let go of the past with him and maybe we could have been something
Bigger than this pain i have now. Love is wounding, its filling and empty.
And I let you go . Found a distraction and forgot.


But Forgetting is hard to do. So now Im sorry and I shouldn't be.
I cant fight this feeling.
So as I bathe in moonlight and let the air caress my skin


I'll miss you.

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