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Feb 2010
Why continue life with lost hopes,
       Not a thing to be said, I won't sit here and mope.
Why would I try again,
       And find nothing but failure in the end?
Why go on without you,
       Going through life without a clue.
If only I hadn't misunderstood your words,
If only you'd spoken to the birds,
And told me,
                                                   Baby, I'm saying yes.
You'd have to understand that ouin in french means yes, and it sounds like why, to understand this.

© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Roxanne Pepin
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