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Jan 2011
Each day the world gets smaller
Yet our distance keeps getting farther

The pain that was planted
Has grown fruits of regret

The door that you closed
I kept opening each day

The hope that you threw away
I kept picking up each day

The beauty of the sky
Rains on me like tears

I try to deny
But tears can never lie

Pieces of you in my hands
I slowly let the wind drift them away

Regret will pay me a visit
But only for a while

To let go or to hold on
I try not to decide now

And just let the wind
Drift me away
The Little Dreamcatcher
Written by
The Little Dreamcatcher  Manila, Philippines
(Manila, Philippines)   
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