Monday, June 05, 2006

Now you're pictures that you left behind.
Are just memories of a different life.
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry.
One that made you have to say goodbye.
What I'd given to run my fingers through your hair.
To touch your lips, to hold you near .
When you say your prayers, try to understand.
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man.
Nuz felt like crap at 1.46pm

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