Saturday, March 14, 2009

FORGOTTEN

THOSE EYES, SO GREY...
THAT SMILE, SO COLD...
THOSE LIPS THAT HOLD...
STORIES UNTOLD...
SHE TRYS TO HIDE THE HURT...
THAT LINGERS, STILL, INSIDE...
SHE MASKS IT WITH A SMILE...
IN ORDER TO GET BY...
HER HAIR, SO FINE...
A GOLDEN SHADE...
LIKE SUN IN THE MORNING...
THAT NEVER FADES...
HER FACE, SO SWEET...
HER VOICE IS TOO...
HER SECRETS...
SOME, I WISH I KNEW...
HER SKIN, SO SOFT...
SO LOVELY AND SWEET...
MOST WISH THAT...
THEY COULD MEET...
ONLY ONE THING THAT BOTHERS ME...
IS SOMETHING ONLY I CAN SEE...
SHE MISSES SOMETHING ...
SOMETHING SHE USED TO BE...
AS I LOOK INTO THIS MIRROR...
I FIND THAT SHE...
IS ME...

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