Monday, November 9, 2009

ALONE


NEVER DID IT MEAN MUCH, WORDS WE USE AT ANY GIVEN TIME, WORDS WE THROW AROUND AT ONE ANOTHER. NEVER DID IT MEAN MUCH, BUT NOW THAT YOU ARE GONE, NOW THAT MY EYES WILL NEVER SEE YOUR FACE FILLED WITH LIFE AGAIN. THE ONE TIME THAT MY WORDS ARE PACKED WITH FEELING, NOBODY IS THERE TO HEAR ME OUT.

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