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| by Phillip Landrey |
Daylight breaks through equal bliss,
All the reruns consume our history.
Falling from grace,
I hope you’ll come sit by me.
All I wish is your hand,
It’s the entrance to your soul.
Each dream I had about you,
Got lost or thrown away;
I can’t wait forever,
Can’t you kiss me now?
All the poems I wrote,
Died and burned away.
You took another man,
After stealing my heart;
It cracked in two,
One for hate the other for you.
Didn’t I wait long enough?
Leaving it for the perfect time.
I can’t look at you now,
Won’t you turn away?
It’s lonely where I am now,
But I can’t turn away.
I think about you all the time,
Won’t you come listen to me?
Maybe one day I’ll get your kiss,
So I’ll feel your lips,
I won’t let the moment pass me by,
Please stay as the star in my sky;
Each day is lost without you.
Maybe one day it’ll turn out my way!
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