in the silence of the stars
spilling from the skies
in the blue indigo of your crying eyes
in the crimson tide of time stood still
when of my own free will
i turned and walked away
that cold dark day
i felt the sound of your heart break
when our love i did forsake
and
i feel it still
in the blue indigo of your crying eyes
in the crimson tide of time stood still
when of my own free will
i turned and walked away
that cold dark day
i felt the sound of your heart break
when our love i did forsake
and
i feel it still
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4 comments:
regrets?
I have them too.
oh, so you've been there/here, too - yes - every day i ask "what have i done!" - actually, one of my little voices inside screams that every day! ;)
lovely to have you come by and i hope you'll come again, soon!!! thanks for this visit!!!
Whenever you express from the depth of your being, I feel that you have stolen my thoughts.
How nice it is to be able to read you after a long time, Jenean.
Joy always,
Susan
and how wonderful to hear from you, susan, to have you visit here - your comments are always so thoughtful - and i thank you!
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