All this while
I just felt the pain.
Tears have dried,
But it wasn't the same.
If I had your love,
Then I would be fine,
But I am still making love
To the ghost of time.
Love me now or
The magic will be gone
Love tomorrow shall
Be love forlorn.
Friday, July 13, 2007
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