In these dark woods, what a dreadful place.
Struck with sorrow as I can't recall your face,
I'm following the sweet sound of your voice,
But I know I left you; that was my own choice.
Falling to my knee, my heart bleeding, I begin to cry,
And once the tears begin casade they won't stop, it's to late
Your voice has disappeared, in my mind, I know I told myself the lie.
I'll never see you again because I have choosen my fate.
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You can read if ya want... I mean it's not like I'm going to lock it up and throw it down a river. Just know that not all of it relates to me, I mean I always write when I'm upset, but that's besides the point. Oh yeah, comments are fine with me and constructive criticism is welcomed. ^^
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