I see myself reflected in your eyes,
a red-eyed wreck who fails but still tries,
a heart that too many times alone cries,
you turn away.
Eyes well up, chest becomes cold,
arms twitch, fidget and fold,
colors fade then come back bold,
I'm dying for a hug,
you turn away.
Try to write hands shake too much,
beaten, broken, desperate for a crutch,
I can't make it without you,
dying for a hug,
you turn away.
Off you go in search of your "friend",
I guess that makes this our end,
for just one moment your heart you could'nt lend,
I already miss you so much,
can't make it without you,
dying for a hug,
but you turn away.
2007-10-06
09:28:50
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