Thursday, 13 October 2011

11 November 2007

words are fickle twisted things
we say not what we mean
after years spent mending
the truth breaks at the seams
where now is that perfect moment
a flawless random day
the stranger that i fell in love with
broken, slipped away

we miss you girl
where now have you gone?
i thought i knew you
but maybe i was wrong
i'm lost and lonely
you're not here with me
but i'll keep you in my heart
that's where you ought to be

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