Nov 07, 2007 14:25
What was once held so close
Has decayed
All hope turned to dust
What was once held so close
Has decayed
All hope turned to dust
What was once held so close
Has decayed
What was once held so close
Has decayed
With tired eyes
We've wept in defeat
Each step forward was lost
Then you were gone
We did nothing
This is not the case. It felt like the case long ago. Well, even till a little while shortly, but now. Pfft... Whatever. I've gained so much. We have nothing to talk about and I mean nothing. The ship has sailed and now you can harbor a ghost. Now you can struggle in the will to carry on. I'm done. You tell messengers you want to speak with me. Fuck that. I have nothing and I mean nothing to discuss with you. I'm a free bird. And I will not be locked in that cage to play that same tune again.