Saturday, January 17, 2009

her promises

words you use to believe

they are nothing more

than empty words

carved into your empty heart

made out of stone





"The hand of my clock strikes two
In times when I got the best of you
We made promises we couldn't keep
And every night we couldn't sleep.
I didn't know why, but didn't ask questions
because it was the first time in my life...."


I never wanted anything more than what I had. I wish I would have acted like it. It's too late now, it's already gone..



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