Tuesday, November 22, 2011

someone like you

it can't be helped that
one day,
i'd be singing a song for you
a song i wish i sung to you

for words were the first
tiny drops that had
encased the depths of
my soul
your words were the strings
that that tied me on a balloon
watched myself soar
these words were the music
that kept playing on
with my thoughts

it can't be helped that
one day,
i'd be singing a song for you
a song i wish i sung to you

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