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| Terrance |
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| Zach |
Thursday, 24 July 2014
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Thursday, 17 July 2014
Dying Embers
Why can’t you look into his eyes
When you gaze deeply into mine?
It’s never pretty when you cry;
It’s never pretty…
I am confused by this adverse attraction
To watch the light in you die just a fraction
Every time…
I stay close by your side;
Take your warmth, take your pride;
I remain and I search for the answer…
I am a child born of love,
But the last embers are dying,
As I watch you softly crying
By the stove…
Why can’t you look into his eyes
When you gaze deeply into mine?
It’s never pretty when you cry;
It’s never pretty…
Friday, 4 July 2014
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