Tim

by Kelley Joyce   Sep 12, 2005


Get off my mind
You make me mad
Everyone else is a haze
You make me cry and want more
But every time I start to love
You head for the door
You make me want
You make me need
I thought I found love
But you were just a vicious weed
You killed me the fragile earth
Ever so gently you came as a flower
But you grew taller and fiercer with each shower
The shower of my tears
The shower of my pain
Will I ever have the love
Sent from above
Or will the flower always fade away and turn into a field gone astray?

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