A Second Meeting
August 16, 2007 @ 3:26 am
Summary: I can look at you again, but the pain is still there.
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With a bitter smile
I can look at you again
How caustic this tastes
The tears that didn’t make it
Now sparkle towards the ocean
The screams that were never heard
Now float across the night sky
A soggy pillow
An empty box
A lonely sidewalk
They are all that’s left of us
The fire still burns brightly
I will not lose this fight
Though the wind blows so strongly