Feb 2012

It's not innocent, it's not right.
It's the reason I haven't slept a wink at night.
we’re not perfect, we know we were wrong.
and it would be foolish to carry along.
lying to the world, lying to ourselves.
trying to hide it and going through hell.
The good times faded, but the pain still lingers,
With the sweet memory of our interlocking fingers.

Cameron Godfrey
Written by
Cameron Godfrey  Where the Sidewalk Ends
(Where the Sidewalk Ends)   
   Joel A Doetsch
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