Wednesday, March 18, 2009 10:16 pm
on high places standing tall,
thought the bridges we built would never fall;
surely what we had should suffice,
little did we know the sacrifice.
I love you, you said that too,
loved me, you used to;
I gave you my all,
but you turned and let me fall.
I lost myself to you,
but when you walked out,
I was still in two.
Pretty face and brown hair
and those deep blue eyes,
now cold like ice,
lost in those deep blue eyes.
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heh. i have to write about something else.