Present till christmas

by Magnetic Moon   Nov 15, 2005


Start anew
throw it all away
like a melted candle
no one would find out
no one would know
i would forget
the need to hide from myself
to rid myself of past sorrows
to die in happiness
the day wouldn't come
as much as i want it to
always illusive
a wish that never comes true

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