sábado, 4 de agosto de 2012

again...

I have no shoulder to cry
No ear to wisper my sadness
no arms to hug me and confort me
no eyes to look at me with kindness


You were all of these things to me
you were my joy, my happiness
anyway, we had to let go
it was better that way


I feel lonely
alone in the dark
the memories of the past haunt me
I hope this feeling fades away soon...

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