The words would come to wake you,
And all you hope for,
They push you back for more,
But there is none to show,
There is none to show.
You struggle for the better ways,
Precision in the words you say,
But they all fail,
They don't mean the way you feel,
They don't mean the way you feel.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
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