It happens to me

by timothy cadwell   May 9, 2009


Forcing my self in silence ,just to grasp a hint of hope
knowing the numbness hast to end, not knowing how to cope
waring a smile, that i know i am not worthy of
as the short fuse burns, i lie that where still in love
wishing for death before reality comes crashing
never would have bet my life if i know love wasn't lasting
your a perfectionist at use words that destroy me
once again the darkness once again not free

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