Done.

by Thepainwithinme   Jun 6, 2010


This love is like the wind,
Felt but never seen.
This love is a mystery,
Where has it been?
This love is like a memory,
Only in my mind.
This is love is like a person,
Dying over time.

Your voice is like song,
That only you can sing.
Your heart is like a jewel,
A beautiful, precious thing.
Your eyes are like the sky,
Brilliant and bright.
Your lips like a puzzle,
With mine they feel right.

Alone I'm like a child,
Lost and afraid.
Alone I'm like a widow,
Lonelier day by day.
Alone I'm like an artist,
With no more inspiration.
Alone I'm like a trip,
That has no destination.

This love it like a game,
That cannot be won.
This love is like a chore,
And I'm finally done.

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