Monday, November 28, 2011
Quit fogging up the room,
corrupting us with useless thoughts of being unkind.
Thinking that the past would've stayed and never changed,
Instead it faded into nothingness.
Changing the tunes to sway away the others,
to have and to hold,
to call your own.
Let this whine be done with it all,
since you got nothing to lose except time.
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