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Apr 2014
I hope one day you'll remember, how i used to be
Like the time we met, and you feel asleep next to me
I'm not crazy...I'm just a little unwell
The fact I couldn't express my passion, was complete hell

I know we had our good times, and we had some bad ones too,
But after I become myself once again, I want to make things up to you

I remember the night you cried in my arms
Sharing your every secrets, expecting no harm
I know the way it ended, I torn us apart,
But, my dear, you'll always have a place in my heart

I must admit I lost all control
This aliment was way too much for my dying soul
I broke our connection...That was something more
But I don't expect you to come knocking back at my door  

Since that tragic day I've never forgotten your face
I was completely out of line, and out of place

But if you could some how see me during my darkest hour
My heart could finally start growing sweet, and a slowly less sour.
Ryan Cullen MacLeod
Written by
Ryan Cullen MacLeod  Wilmington, NC
(Wilmington, NC)   
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