Conversation
No Sensation
Things I've yet to say
Your words still sting
Just lingering
I hang my head in weak dismay
Thoughts of sorrow
Bar tomorrow
Keep my from the night
I walk the paths back to the past
And they all lead back to the same place
Why do I still call you name
After all this time has passed
Former feelings
Still have meaning
Voids I've yet to fill
There's moving on
It's been and gone
But I can't help but keep standing still
You affection
Stark reflection
Of how things used to be
Gotta bide my time
Gotta keep me mine
Gotta keep myself from thinking
Gotta keep myself from drinking
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
Conversation
No Sensation
Things I've yet to say
Your words still sting
Just lingering
I hang my head in weak dismay
Thoughts of sorrow
Bar tomorrow
Keep my from the night
I walk the paths back to the past
And they all lead back to the same place
Why do I still call you name
After all this time has passed
Former feelings
Still have meaning
Voids I've yet to fill
There's moving on
It's been and gone
But I can't help but keep standing still
You affection
Stark reflection
Of how things used to be
Gotta bide my time
Gotta keep me mine
Gotta keep myself from thinking
Gotta keep myself from drinking
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