Friday, March 13, 2009

the echo.

when the way's not an easy way,
i will walk you there, my friend
when you least expect it, i will show up
at your door with all my love intact.
but your rose is not the light of my life.
don't even say you tried,
i've gone away from that.
and your face sits in all the clouds in the sky.
don't even say that you're tired,
i know all about that.



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