Why So Long, by jeanimoo
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I am here, though you are not.
Avoid seeing what really is,
afraid to face the one who
really has your heart, the
one who makes you feel.
As you have learned just how
not to feel and still continue
to live, pretending it does not
matter, but I am all you think
about, just as you are all I
think about as I wonder why it
is taking you so long. |
Posted: 2005-10-03 07:32:01 UTC |
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