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Mar 2016
Every day we don’t speak
Every day you make me think
Another day disappears in the past
What was good
Is what you’re trying to ****

Every day I think the worst
Every day I think I had you first
Another day no longer lasts
What was good
Is no longer your will

It’s a wall that I started
But you finished it so well
I thought I heard a drum
But it was only silence that fell

There’s nothing we didn’t say
Nothing we didn’t feel
Now I feel nothing from you
Only a dream that once was real

Your heart  beats easy no matter what
You accept life as it comes
But I can’t believe how being so far away
Makes me feel life more than when you were near

It’s a wall that I started
But you left it for me to climb
I touched each side asking for mercy
All I see are voices you painted on my mind
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   ryn and Vanessa Gatley
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