Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Less Nicer.

It can be this one,
No you don't have to take it.
Take away all the pain,
That makes each bit of it real.
Every second that it hurts,
Reminding me of the times I've had.
Oh I miss you.
Reminding me of every time you threw me away.
In the darkness, I've turned dark.
Darker than the sky when its 9.
Thought we were miles apart,
But I feel you here,
Haunting me when I'm alone.
Whispering in my ear,
Are you back already?
It can be this one,
No, don't you take it away.
This hole in my chest,
Reminding me of the times I've had.
Oh I miss you.
If I had been a bit less nicer,
It wouldn't be hard to believe.
Your absence wouldn't be so strange.
For the love I gave,
Like no other.
Everyday I wake up, reassure myself.
She'll never find it anywhere.
She'll never find it anyway.

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