Nothing’s wasted but nothing’s gained
Memories still fill up my mind
Regardless of the deleted files
All that I had are still deep inside
But you I never had,
would never be mine
If it was a curse that bound me
I wish I would always be cursed
For I don’t want to loose
The warmth I felt for the first time
Nothing has changed but the air I breathe
And the memories lightening through my heart . . .
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
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