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if there's anything harder than this
it's letting go
the most difficult part
is learning to live with it
things used to be so different
we used to be so perfect
we used to be one person
now it's scattered to the wind
and i can't find the right words
to get it back to good
the simplicity is jaded
i wish i could see all the thoughts
that are shooting through your mind
sadly, quite impossible
i could never comprehend it
i could never resend it
my mind is drawing a blank
getting lost inside the memories
consumed by forgotten guarantees
i think i'm done playing this game
i think i'm done praying the same
prayer each night
that we could go back in time
and i could cling on to it all
but you're lost in the now
and i'm caught up in the afterglow
please tell me it's not lost
let's color in this blank
cause i have nothing else to live for

Posted: 2006-02-20 04:16:27 UTC

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