Friday, May 15, 2009

Blue Ink

I used to think it was possible
to do the impossible.
I used to hope for a cause
but only found it was false.
I used to dream of a dream,
one that had a happily ever after.
But that dreams has fallen.
Like an angel I used to know.
I'm talking to you as if it is not true.
As if this ink isn't blue.
As if this is not how I feel, feel about you...........................

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