It was a chilly day in march
When he let me
Sometimes I feel like
Poetic words are just a waste of
I miss the sound of laughter
The children down the street
I
Touch me as if you meant it
I burned the letter
I swim
With the sharks
Playing in salt water
It's cold and always
Covering
Cowering
In the corner
Of this room
Unnerved
Reserved
Deserving
This so
Don't take this the wrong way
But you will never get
The
They're coming around
The words you've sent
No changing your mind
It's your
MemoriesAre fadingYou were once mineNever unkindA long sighA soft caressNow
I'm waiting for you under blue christmas lightsTrimmed the wick
There were times that i rememberWhen we'd talk about foreverAnd
How do I have faithWhen I believeThey will turn me
Desire traps you in my headI can feel you next
Crowd around the city streetsLonely passersbyBroken sidewalkFaded chalk outlineF
Turn off everythingTurn out the lightTurn off my thoughts for
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