Words

by Sarah Hutt   Dec 6, 2005


There and after
time and again
we pass one another
through this place

you go one way
I go another
yet we cross paths
again and again

I miss you more
than words could describe
but yet I live without you
once more I cry

there and after
time and again
we pass one another
today I die

this place will haunt my dreams
this place is not nice
my heart is dead
but yet I smile

there and after
time and again
there is hope
you are still my friend

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