The world is still and grey,
Like my heart, beating no more.
I believed he loved me,
Like he was an open door.
The door was slammed upon my face,
Shocked and hurt was I.
I never thought for a moment,
A low would come with my high.
His notes are burned,
His letters long since gone.
His prescence has left me
Here all alone.
Little did I know the time would end,
The waltz would slow.
The love that never was,
Signalled my time to go.
Originally Posted On Site: 2011-10-23 19:02:15
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