January 11, 2011
I get to see her age in photograph Her distorted pixilated smile my reality So close in proximity So far the cold distance in her heart In lonely silence I sit and wonder What I could have done to make us grow apart. But she was never mine, Nor did I belong to her I was but mistake A time erased� a blur There is no room for me. No love or sincerity Thus your distance I do keep And to you I dare not leap I do not seek your affection I�ve grown accustom to your rejection. |
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