Dawn a chance again

by Catherine   Aug 26, 2005


Is that what is was to you,
all a fake?
The moments, the touches,
my smile,
my taste?

My time, my touch,
my understanding,
my joy,
and you think I played with your heart like a
toy?

You're cold and you're blind,
and you push me away,
you turned your back,
and you walked away.

I made my mistakes,
Shameful and blue.
I got in your face,
Angry and true.

My words cut deep,
My feeling dive deeper,
I’m sorry, I’m sorry….

Apart, incomplete,
Your faith is gone,
Please believe in love…

I’ll meet you near dawn.

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