Wednesday, June 9, 2010

random

who am I to judge you
in what you say or do
I'm only just beginning
to see the real you

I want to hold you till I die
till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

at times I understand you
and I know how hard you try
I watched while love commands you
and I've watched love pass you by
at times I think were drifters
still searching for a friend
a brother or a sister
but then the passion flares again

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