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Cars make their way on by
Not bothering to notice
The freezing rain dripping down her locks of hair
Or the tears endlessly flowing from her deep green eyes
But as he passes by
He sees that sparkle
A sparkle of hope
And he goes home that night
Wishing just to take her hand
But instead he sings her a song
The song to her soul
Of broken hearts
And unfulfilled promises
About love and forgiveness
About moving on
And learning to love again
At night she crys
Of broken hearts
And unfulfilled promises
About love and forgiveness
About moving on
And learning to love again
Wishing for someone who would care
And someone to love again
im not sure i want to claim that as my own. i dont like it. but its mine. :-\ blah.
if i reread it and dislike it, its going private. so consider yourself lucky for having seen it at all (bah humbug)
Not bothering to notice
The freezing rain dripping down her locks of hair
Or the tears endlessly flowing from her deep green eyes
But as he passes by
He sees that sparkle
A sparkle of hope
And he goes home that night
Wishing just to take her hand
But instead he sings her a song
The song to her soul
Of broken hearts
And unfulfilled promises
About love and forgiveness
About moving on
And learning to love again
At night she crys
Of broken hearts
And unfulfilled promises
About love and forgiveness
About moving on
And learning to love again
Wishing for someone who would care
And someone to love again
im not sure i want to claim that as my own. i dont like it. but its mine. :-\ blah.
if i reread it and dislike it, its going private. so consider yourself lucky for having seen it at all (bah humbug)