Flowers do fade

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Fiction.

It's the same old same again. Back where we started. cut me loose and let me down. I don't want to be with you. Untie your memories of me and set me free. You're holding me down everytime you let me down so just let me go. My diamond eyes only cry gold tears, but only when you're here. Here as in my head, here as in my heart, here as in never dead.

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