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Oct 2014
Do my tired eyes tell the tale of a love lost?
I don't mean to say its gone away, I just can't seem to find it
I've looked for days I've tried it all
Found the highest mountain and I climbed it
Still it evades me, this love, this life, that used to guide me
I'm confused on what to do, I could always see it shining
But I gaze in your eyes questioningly,
and see a dull shade of gray
I'm afraid if I go down that road,
i'll never find my way.
So I trace trails down your spine
In hopes i'll find a familiar road
But on my way I only find
A river of contempt that wasn't there before
I search in the heart
That once harbored my home
The smell of a stale fire
I stand with unspoken words, alone
This doesn't feel like home anymore
The fingers that once intertwined with mine
Now hold a barrier between our souls
Riddled with wrinkles of guilt
Sweating drop of secrets left untold
And your pulse, my pulse
I just can't be sure which one it is
Once thriving with passion
Cold, waning, and dim.
That face that once fed me endless comfort
Now it only brings me pain
Of memories of a love once had
That may never be the same again
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