All the photographs were peeling And colors turned to gray, he stayed in his room with memories for days, he faced an undertow of futures laid to waste, embraced by the loss of one what he could not replace theres no reason that she passed and there is no god with a plan, its sad and his loneliness is proof, its sad he could only love you, its sad the door swings to a passing fable a fate we may delay, we say holding on, delivered in our own brace he let em as he laid in bed hoping that dreams will bring her back, its sad and his loneliness is proof, its sad he could only love you, its sad holding his last breath, believing hell make his way but shes not forgotten hes haunted hes searching for escape if just one wish could bring her back, its sad and his loneliness is proof, its sad he will always love you, its sad
Posted on: Mon, 29 Dec 2014 22:19:27 +0000
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