deepundergroundpoetry.com
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A book was open, pages made, or was it just a love that was inevitable to fade.
Missing someone that did nothing wrong.
Why can't I see the smiles that have yet to be shown.
A face that lit up my soul, no lies told, no anger screamed, no tears shed leaving confusion filling my head.
Wishing I wasn't something I can never escape.
Giving up on someone I still long for.
How much more can I take?
Missing someone that did nothing wrong.
Why can't I see the smiles that have yet to be shown.
A face that lit up my soul, no lies told, no anger screamed, no tears shed leaving confusion filling my head.
Wishing I wasn't something I can never escape.
Giving up on someone I still long for.
How much more can I take?
Published 20th Jun 2013
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