theres always a promise that i can't keep
something i think that's to impossible to reach
to many things are constantly changing
and sorrys and forevers got lost in transition
so were awoken by screams
because somewhere in the mess
you lost me
you're wins always seem bittersweet
something lost and another gained
one door slams shut while another opens
we're constantly weighing in the bad
struggling with the pain
but soon you'll see
love and happiness is not far away
Mar 1, 2010
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