Saturday, January 7, 2012

The possibilities.

Though I may ruin this for her
You'd thank me in the end
For though she smiles bright as day
She's lost inside, a bit insane
And you could have her at her best
But time puts reason to the test
And she'd be gone before you knew
And you'd be fighting for the truth
She'd run away, she'd let you in
She'd find a way to say she'd win
She'd let me take the reins again
I'd cut you off, no chance of "friends".

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