Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Swayed

You're the rain on my parade
When I didn't want to be there anyway


So foolishly convinced I had some say
Should be so obvious who is in whose head these days

"Before it was over I wanted to send you a postcard that said:
Don’t try and kill something
that’s too big to bury.
"



I pushed tears from my aching heart into my empty eyes
I wanted so desperately to feel better, I figured that anything was worth a try

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