Remember the times when we had fun
Remember the times when we were one
Sorry I left you is the last you said
Before you buried me dead
Sorry I left you just wasn't enough
To make up for all of my love
Sorry I left you just aighn't the same
When your touch got rid of all the pain
I lived a life of gold and blue
A life I lived all with you
But now the gold has gone to rust
And the blue long turned to grey dust
I'll never leave you was said the day
That You up and left anyway
Sorry I left you just aighn't the thing
I expected to be coming
- A. Dream
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Lost Letters
PoesíaLost letters that will never make it to you. (In a weird editing process, please bear with it)
