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Thursday, October 09, 2003

With the reflections of love in passing
where's the quiet after glow
The whisper of your voice
that sweet voice I used to know
I can't recall the curves of your face
they've melted into the abyss
Washed away by every tear
with the memories of your kiss
I've walked this road a thousand times
searching for my soul
my feet are worn, my mind is numb
and pain is taking its toll
My private tragedy dissolved my heart
the acidic taste of love lost
My fields of hope now fallow
their fertility sold at the greatest cost
I gave you my all for this world
and it gave up on me
I gave up on all those stars
that only we could see

Kitty Hawk

♥Oh, so vintage... 5:43 PM


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