As rain drops grace the rooftops
And dew fills window panes
Will they remember me? I know all their names.
Trees grown Stiff and tall.
But never reach the sky
If I ever see them again, will they say Hi?
I remember the first words.
I Hold them well.
Remember me as i lead you through hell.
Saved form all temptation to sin.
Sit and speak with me.
The story has yet to begin.
I stand on the dock.
Nerves high as hell.
This is the beginning, can't you tell?
As a man.
With no useful words
I can't wait, so i leave it for the birds.
So in the End.
This story was never for you.
If I had the courage to love or follow through.
So I can't work it out
Not a thing for me to do
My mind is running laps, Mostly around you.
So will you remember
Pretend to care
My thoughts are almost there.
To be fair
this is the start
This is life so i can now be a part.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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