Not one can tell us how it all starts, leaving us feeling like we have been torn apart, it gives us hope that there is a chance, then we forget the steps to life's great dance. Hoping to see our own way through to the one door that makes it all true. No rhyme or reason nor right or wrong, hearing echoes in our hearts for way too long. Yet it never fades even after it is gone, the passionate memories it leaves, lingers on. Losing the innocence of thinking everything is good, making others see just what they should. Finding more to others than we would ever believe, watching the tales, and lies that they weave........
Friday, July 31, 2009
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