Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Muuuzzaac

I saw you walking in the street.
"Don't look this way love please.
Just let my heart,
let it go.
It took me back to that day,
You turned and walked away.
and said, "it's suppose to be this way."
I'd be okay,
because it was all the same.
I guess our story is ending here.
My pen can only write your name your filling every page.
So fast, that we both died away.
It's not suppose to be this way,
I'm so far from okay.
If it's all the same,
then it's just you that's okay."

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