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Thursday, February 17, 2005

To understand

You gave me a gift
and in return you took my soul
now deep inside like a cave
a rock, stone hole

I remember the time
that's how it feels
I told you to stop
I wanted it but not if it wasn't real

I cried as I watched
the time you went away
falling, drifting, running
there was so much that I didn't say

I pulled out my heart
without even blinking
I guess we hope for what we really want
what was I thinking

posted by becka at 1:50 AM

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