10 avril 2010

Wasted Love



I would hold you in my arms
Run my fingers through your hair
Gently rub your neck
Rub away your shitty mood

I want to comfort you
I want to cherish you

But I stand there helplessly
Blind deaf and dumb
Hands open
Love pouring through like sand

                                                                                    Wasted love

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