Nobody is Anbody's,
Still a heap of expectations,
Waiting, Wanting, giving, caring.
And then one day, everything just goes with the wind
Leaving nothing but only memories
The more you try to erase, the darker they become
The more you try to run away, the more it chases
The more you put them under your pillow, the more often you see them
May be Just face them,
Realize what is lost,
Agree that at some point it was important,
Agree that it was a part of life
And realize that everyone is a passing cloud.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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