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You filled me with laughter.
You filled me with love...
Some days I’d like to run and hide,
To the highest peak of the mountain side...
Today, Cinco de Mayo, Spanish for the 5th of May...
The Battle of Puebla, though it ended in defeat...
*my part to her poem*
Cross My legs and hope to cry...
The pain is so unbearable,
I cannot sleep at night...
He sees beauty in her eyes,
Through her soul and painful cries...
How could you not tell me,
Were those things he spoke of true...
If I tell you sorry day after day, It wouldn't really mean that much. You would hear my sensarity. but it would only fade into an echo. |
They say He'll never become between us... but what they dont know is that one always can. A friend is someone who will be there through the tears and the joy. One always will. Dead or Alive.... |
Your tears are what I feed off of, like a fuel to my eyes. |