Memories.

by francesmarielovesyou   Jul 17, 2008


The memories are fading
like the first time you disappered
I was fourteen years old
and my fragile heart was seared
you were my best friend
you'd never truely be gone
but after each passing day
I still wait for you till dawn
then just as I start to forget
just as I started to heal
you walked back into my life
and re-took my heart
like it was yours to steal`

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