Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Flower petals wilting, a lot like my love for you
I don't feel guilty, actually I'm glad were through
For the first time I didn't start it, or even end it
I know for a fact, it wasn't my fault. Too bad I was just one of your statistic's
I continue on living, wondering where love might be next
How did I get this far, love is so complex

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