whenever there's a silence, I hear you
where-ever there are shadows I'll find you
and in this corner I caress a memory of happiness
I've fumbled with words to describe this
Feeling of emptiness filling me up
All this time I've ben waiting for the spark of the starting gun,
but in the end the race is never won
all this confusion, keeps me from understanding even myself
© 2008 bloody LOVEly
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Certain elements © 1996-2008 Matthew Steven (matts.org)
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