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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

The breeze

I open the door and let in the breeze
I look outside and see lots of tree's.
There is a bird flying high in the sky
It reminds me of our love and how it's a lie.
You say you love, and I say I love you
but after that I slowly turn blue.
I realize we were never meant to be
It's just a matter of time before you will see.

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