Kalyn Lady

Autumn breeze frigdedly touches ailing dreadful lives.
Harshly darkness quietly surrounds the broken souls.
Mellow serenades that once played between hearts.
Pathetically have transformed into bitter sad songs.
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I cry for the time that you were almost mine.
I cry fot the memories I've left behind.
I cry for the pain, the lost, the old, the new.
I cry for times I thought I had you.
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I love the feel of your hair.
I love the feel of your stare.
I like the way that you look at me;
Yet it feels as if you're judgeing me.: /
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Funny when things never change.
Even when you say they will.
But will while you're off screwing her.
My life is standing very still.
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Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows of the trees record our passage beneath the?
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The feeling when our legs are intertwined.
These feelings make me want to unwind.
The flawless way I fit into your embrace.
Just let me take my last sweet taste.
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