The Mark

by Marie   Oct 20, 2003


Lets just get it off your chest
When I die its for the best
Now my feelings will never show
And now you'll never know
Know how much I think of you
Or what I may have done to be with you
The mark I made on me
For you I wish to see
See the wound I try to conceal
That only the time can heal
When time is out and I have gone
Look for me during the mornings Dawn.

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