wow... i remember when you originally posted this online.
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He sat and plucked at the strings on my heart Singing sweetly while he dreamt of the internal riots he could start I was his muse, a woman of inspiration But comfort is a commodity that’s no stranger to temptation Lies can always outshine talent, I thought But that all changed when I glimpsed the ring he had bought What was it he said? (The words hardly intact) I love you; sweet girl, I’ll always come back I thought it impossible. I thought it untrue That I could be giving more than I ought to do He took all I had and gave what he would My passion was unbreakable, like a statue it stood But time, playing the fiend, wore away at my stone And proved that what we had could not stand alone Nothing else came, fortune offered us nothing You won’t have forever if you’re both waiting for something
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[Something]
He sat and plucked at the strings on my heart
Singing sweetly while he dreamt of the internal riots he could start
I was his muse, a woman of inspiration
But comfort is a commodity that’s no stranger to temptation
Lies can always outshine talent, I thought
But that all changed when I glimpsed the ring he had bought
What was it he said? (The words hardly intact)
I love you; sweet girl, I’ll always come back
I thought it impossible. I thought it untrue
That I could be giving more than I ought to do
He took all I had and gave what he would
My passion was unbreakable, like a statue it stood
But time, playing the fiend, wore away at my stone
And proved that what we had could not stand alone
Nothing else came, fortune offered us nothing
You won’t have forever if you’re both waiting for
something
copyright -M. Roux 2000
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Radella :o)
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