The thought

by Alisha   Feb 19, 2012


My chest pains with the thought of our memories
every thought of our love hits me with a breeze
dry tears refuse to appear from sadness
as they get buried deep into the cold darkness

pushing you out is the way i shall now live
you have seemed to move on while i refuse to win
you also seem to be happy so i will let you go
my heart shall never move on and that you'll never know

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