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| Category - Emotion | | Too Much - Viewed 313 Times | Calin Radulescu
July 29, 2007 |
It's me, and still is someone else
I'm here, though I'm gone so far
My watch is ticking with no sense
My heart is beating with no charm.
The dogs are crying like they know
The dark is overflowing now
Just random thoughts that come and go
Picking me up, pushing me down.
The phone will ring in the same tone
This chair, it is my friend to be
In silence I'm afraid to moan
I smell cologne, and it's not me.
With little strength to lift myself
In hope for love that I can't touch
No need to search for "I" to spell
But to know you it took too much. | | © 2007 Calin Radulescu |
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