Who you were

by Paris   Dec 23, 2003


You are my sun rays after the storm you are the blanket that keeps me warm.
You are everything I ever wanted or needed.
Oh wait your the one that broke my heart your the one that tore me apart.
You are the lightning during the storm.
You are the wind that never keeps me warm.
You are everything that I never wanted and everything I should have stayed away from.

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