Days I Complain Days I complain you threw stones at me and burdened my heart about you and your love I return enamored and tormented by the hurt, to receive compassion from you You complain, and am I to believe a return you dress(coat) with passion and apologies? Unclothe these delusions and stories that you want to spin on my webs No, No, Don’t blame, No, No Don’t blame Belief and truth of love I return From a soul that cries and an eye that tears Don’t blame, Don’t blame, No, No, No, No Don’t hide behind the tears, enough, the apologies don’t mean anything to me and neither do the memories What used to be, your own hands created The joy of tomorrow which ended with your satisfaction Wait a minute, wait a minute, aren’t we of flesh and blood? we make mistakes and forgive each other despite the pain My every desire is to be your sweetheart again Are all my dreams of our reuniting delusions? You have your brilliant dream and I have forgetting. Our paths have parted, have parted and it was long ago beauty you have, beauty committed to be found, someone will find it
Posted on: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 02:20:34 +0000
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