Tuesday, July 7, 2009

What happened to the things that you said,
those words off the page from the book that we read.

The times when I laughed, the times when you sighed
No matter what I do, from the though I cant hide.

And now I sit here, with this pen in my hand,
knowing that I could travel from here to any land

With the whole world out there, just waiting for me to say when
while I'm hoping that someday I'll feel that way again.

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