Wait, by peach moon
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you're so hot and cold
on those hot and cold days
the angle changes color
yet still seems to amaze
you hide under the rocks
but not, not to exist
never hesitated to do it
because that's what your gut insists...
I was always conscious of it
it was always in the back of my mind
and I'd think about it, and nothing...
but then when you were really "gone"
it made me sick to think about it
I tried to label it and so did you
The feeling is pretty much an illusion
but I know the other one is real
so real
we're real, so is the distance
but love, time flies
so there's nothing to worry about
the tears will come, but that's ok
because we'll still have each other
no matter what |
Posted: 2011-08-25 19:48:55 UTC |
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