Sunday, October 16, 2011

Swinger



When the time is come,
I have to stop and say no,
I don't want it to flow,
Because I don't want you to go.

I want memories to fade with time,
It just making me dime,
For all the thing around,
I don't want to be found.

It's empty and cold,
Please try to be bold,
This thing cannot be hold,
Because you the one who mold.

The time draws me closer,
And you can make me wiser,
You're like a beautiful flower,
Seeing you make me smolder.

Thanks for being there,
Thanks for lower the ego in me,
Thanks for all that you've done,
And thanks for everything...



-Me-





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