Seasons
Her hair was as brown as the autumn leaves
Soft to the touch almost as if unreal
I loved the way it would dance in the wind
But that softness from me someone did steal
Her eyes where as blue as the summer skies
Beconing me closer and closer
Eyes that where filled with deciet and lies
I know now the love we had is over
Her lips where as soft as winters first snow
Telling tales of where she had been
Now I'm here depating to whether live or die
While you lay there in love with him
Spring has come, flowers bloom where I lye
All because you didn't believe in me
I hope you're happy with the one you love
Because without you I will never be
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BrokenN2posted on 06/24/2008
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