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Oct 2012
I'm not good at goodbyes,
I can't handle the pain,
I found someone to love,
Why did I throw it away?
When I walk these streets,
I'm just going to want to be where you are,
When I go by I'll count all the stars,
Making wishes on each one,
But they'll never come true,
Not again,
I wished for you once,
Now you're just like those stars,
Close enough to see,
But to far to reach out and touch,
What kills me more?
To see,
Or to not reach,
Both hurt just the same,
Maybe that's why the hole in my heart bleeds,
It was all because a mistake I made,
I started this war,
I don't want to go back there again,
I don't want to go home alone.
What's home without you there?
It's just a house,
These are just walls,
Walls that I built up tall,
Because I was scared to tumble and fall,
Now I'm just a being,
Without you there's no living,
So I'm walking alone,
On a cold, paved road,
Looking for my home,
But I can't find you.
R A Sanders
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