| | So softly the wind blows your hair... behind those ridiculous blue eyes and hopes i wont be there.... follow me into a world less traveled ..... and ride along the wings of lost times... and hope crimes...... and slowly fall into the memories of me..... i cnat whisper this of truth anymore and i cant hear the screams anymore and i wont find the hate anymore than you show the trials at hand..... what i meant to say all those times... was i miss you..... its late now... the sun lays down in its sky.... in bedded in dreams.. and shooting stars.... i'm outside of your thoughts and i'm throwing a rock... at your window.... beckoning you to come out and whisper of this once more |
| | Posted 8/2/2005 5:47 PM - 2 comments
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