Whispers...

by SplitSided   Nov 6, 2004


You left me to die here.
And you made that very clear.
Your gone.
And i'm still trying to figure out what i did wrong.
I still sing the sorrow.
And pray to god for no tomorrow.
Memories of you my life stains.
And the depression rains.
Your something i can't have.
Our love didn't last.
I hold a picture of you in my hand.
And still alone i stand.
Your not here with me.
Here i hold the key.
A key to our past.
And our love that did not last.
That love was buried deep.
With a hatred that i will keep.
Your voice whispers in the wind.
I lock them out and begin.
To think of something else.
Think of the cards i got dealt.
My love for you is behind a closed and locked door.
I don't want to hear your voice anymore...

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