I'm Sorry, by moondaisy Subscribe to rss feed for moondaisy

I can not make it grow back,
Though I water it every day.
I can not make it grow,
Though I feed it hunger away.
It just wouldn't change back,
No matter what I add.
It just wont,
And it makes me feel so sad.
Cold as ice,
Where coldness holds its memories,
And each tear resembles that rain.
I never gave you that letter,
That forever gathers pain.
And in it is the truth,
Except that four letter word.
In it holds the truth,
The words you never heard.
Posted: 2011-02-23 22:39:44 UTC

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