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by Lynda Jun 15, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Here I sit in waiting, Trying to find true love. I see your face and wonder, If you came down from above. The feelings inside me stir, Like a paint mixture on a canvas. "Oh no," please turn out the lights, And hide all of the candles. I can not feel this way about you, A million times I have cried. These emotions just will not go away. A million times I have tried. Alas the time has come, And soon you will be gone. A chance for me to go on with my life, An excellent excuse to move on.