thought of this with my cousin and he wanted me to put it on the internet...
came up with this on new years eve when we were waiting till midnight while we were really bored and stuck in the house.


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all the hours
the dozens of flowers
and nothing in return
only to find myself burned

every time i see her face
it reminds me of that lovely place
we could have been forever
but instead we were never.

now i know your love wasn't true
when you left me i was blue
you slammed the door in my face
now my heart can't find it's place.





Poetry by pritchard
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Written on 2007-01-04 at 16:33

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Rob Graber
Stanza 2 is quite a laugh ;-P
2007-01-04