Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Forget It

I want to believe, but this cloud hangs over me.
There’s a place where you follow me
There’s a breath that you share with me
There’s a taste of what life could be.

I’ll just fade away (Please let me stay).
You go your way (I could live forever here)

You’re the part of me that I don’t want to see.

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