Duncan.

by Enigma   Nov 11, 2008


Tears are falling hot and fast
On your list, I'm always last.
Are you blind, or can't you see
Your careless attitude is killing me.

In the painful silence
Tears flow behind my eyelids.
The consuming rejection
The harmful dejection.

Clean the make-up off your cheeks
You can make it through the weeks
Open up, read my dreams
This is way more painful than it seems.

Slow down to a steady pace
Disappear to your happy place
A place of love and joy and song,
A place in which you truely belong.

*pretty bad, but hey**

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