Holes, by . QUEENIE . Subscribe to rss feed for <b>. QUEENIE .</b>

in my memories
there are faces blurred.
it's best to forget
to remember
you.

i thank you
for teaching me a lesson
i thank you
for showing me the real world
you let me grow up
you let me see
the bad side of the world
through your eyes.

through your life
i lived a million
and one
lies.
and now i have come to realize
that in my mind
there are holes.
the gaps you used to fill
are filling themselves in.

it's really best isnt it?
if i forget to remember you.
i think you are doing teh same.
but i guess we have nothing to blame.

guess what though
i love myself
and that's a feeling i doubt you'll ever get
to know.

haha
and i used to worry about
these holes.

xoxo
Kyelle
Posted: 2005-03-29 18:48:16 UTC

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