But An Ember
Thursday, November 17, 2011
A cold change
Heart beats, can't sleep
Tears stream, words scream
Faint smells bring me to my knees.
Returned your key to try to get you to agree things are not in line.
The time flies too slowly for my liking
The moon gleams to brightly to see the shadows that take you from me.
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