Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Many nights I have slept alone
A random grouping of human bones
When is the time right to stop for you?
The meaning of life is so ever true
A feeling so strong it brings tears to me
I wish I could write it so you could see
I say what I say but you’re not here
Give fear a blank cheque and it’s still fear
A CD of longing, God it’s a fire
Burnt with the soundtrack of my desire

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