Behind You, by Convalescence Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

The heart shows love, hate, and sorrow,
and these things no one can borrow.
They prove your heart and everything you do,
and sometimes prove what others do to you.
There is no way to explain pain,
and that is why some much remains the same.
So, since there isn't much that you can change,
let all these things behind you-remain.
Posted: 2009-12-18 06:14:27 UTC

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