Sometimes a wish and an expectation can just turnout to be an illusion
A drop of tear ripples away the face I always see in a glass of water
Wandering clouds cover the face I always see on the moon
Opposing wind blocking that voice ever so present...everytime
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Let that face disappear just like the way sand gets blown away by the wind
Wash away all those memories just like the way rain washed away my tears
Make me deaf to that voice just like the way a loud cry is lost in a raging sea
Skip away those feelings just like the way I skip a few notes on my guitar for a reason
Let all those moments in time be lost just like the way my thought flow is losing direction right now
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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