We're Not Going To Last, by ♥ Leah ☺ Subscribe to rss feed for ♥ Leah ☺ 

I cannot pinpoint,
If it is you or me,
But all we are,
Is a fading memory.
We are a broken dream,
A hurtful loss, 
We’re a crumbled statue,
With weathered moss.
Posted: 2009-06-30 20:01:18 UTC
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