I can still make out your eyes

by Amanda   Mar 12, 2006


The frame is getting dusty,
the glass with finger prints on your lips turned smeared
Studying it close,
It's everything that I've feared

And it's hurting me so much
In more than just one way
I'm feeling so much weaker now
From goodbyes that are to hard to say

And I know your trying to hide it
so that non of us can see
All the lonelyness and misery inside
When it's also the feeling that found me

And I can still make out your eyes
underneath the dust
And I try not to cry, and I bite my lip
When feeling that I must....

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