Seven years of solitude
So seldom does it give
Seven years of solitude
How I wish I could be it
Your wind once blown for me,
A long long time ago,
And like the shadow on the wall
It always had to go.
Seasons change and still I’m here
Never to stray far or near
My heart is true
But what of yours?
I still hear all the doors.
2007-11-06
04:08:50
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Not mine...a classmates. I'm not fond of it personally. And I had the same thoughts on the fidelity part. Just wanted another opnion. Thanks!
2007-11-06
04:58:44 ·
update #1