There comes a point in life,
Where love we've made is sacrificed,
For love we'll share and spend our nights,
But with regret in wronging rights.
So doth not dwell on past misgivings,
Whilst at this point,
Our love's still living,
A sacrifice seems quite ill fitting.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
How you left me
I awaken from dreams,
Silently screaming,
Tears stream from my eyes,
Forgiveness is fleeting,
So i try to forget,
My reason for being,
While actions deplete,
Your words of their meaning.
Silently screaming,
Tears stream from my eyes,
Forgiveness is fleeting,
So i try to forget,
My reason for being,
While actions deplete,
Your words of their meaning.
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