The Last Day , by P.Paan |
The final moment, The end of an era. The wait is terrible, But it's comfortable. Enough to make it through To feel anew Though my feelings are misconstrued But I've got a place to get to, Where my thoughts are subdued And I wish it was untrue, But that's all I have to turn to. That's all I have to believe, I'm guessing that's all I need |
Posted: 2012-07-18 06:49:44 UTC |
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