Friday, January 01, 2010

Leave me this time
In peace you mean it's mine
I need to find a safer place to shine
Wake up and find
The pieces of yourself in time
You need to go and leave this place behind
Leave a reminder
That the forest hides
Behind that first tree line
It's all going fine
I'll paint another blind
A picture of me leaving you behind
A deeper seat for me to sit and lie.

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