Leaving

by briana lynn   Jun 22, 2007


Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood
It fell like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away
And we just cant get it back
Let's face it

For one split second
She almost turned around
But that would be
Like pouring raindrops back into a cloud
So she took anthoner step and said:
I see the way out and im gonna take it

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