Thursday, August 6, 2009

My Unspoken Thoughts

Before I was gone you said so long
The last words in person I reflected so long
I cried and I cried when I finnaly relized
Every detail about you I memorized
The hint gray that hid in your eyes
Is it supposed to hurt this much
And is it hurting the both of us
Maybe it's because you were my first love
But now the rain is falling from above
I'm trying to fight it I really am
I'm trying to forget your pale soft hand
And the fiery streaks from your mental rebeal
Still has me going threw a pit of hell
I write my morbitity in the words I tell
When you let go of my hand I fell and I fell.

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