Saturday 30 May 2009

Leaving a lover

Sometimes I see clouds float by,
And they are high up in the sky.
Then on me it starts to rain,
And iI feel the terible pain.
The pain that I felt when,
You told me to leave, again.
so I packed and ran out side,
Past the beach and rolling tide.
I went to stay with a friend,
I went to bed to hope it would mend.

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