The Ending

December 14, 2009 at 15:04 · Filed under The Ending

Our torch will stop to burn.
She is your home
and you won’t roam.
What we had will never return.

I am a record on repeat.
I start over again.
I want to be your friend.
Let’s forget that we skipped a beat.

You are like super glue.
My head shake and shake,
but you won’t break.
Don’t I know your time is past due?

Things will never be the same.
The love is dead.
All there is, has been said.
Our history will go into a frame.

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