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Saturday, May 10, 2008

I never realized the lack of closure
That would linger past our end
All the words I should have said
Before I let this go again

I'm learning that's the way it goes
When we have one last dance
I still have so much to say
But time wouldn't give us a chance

There will always be something
We could have said, could have done
But the chance to fix our mistakes
Left with the setting of our sun

Music was the source of our mistake
Though I know you'll never let it
I wished that Music did not mean much
But I'll see you through it
Till Music comes back to us


Nicolette's present :)
From Liana and I.

8:35 PM