A tumultuous past friendship.

Confusion stabs at pale streaks of moonlight
On a night so clear I saw right through you
A million left-over sorries carry on a stale wind
Reverberating in my head
A million heart aches
A million broken smiles
Swept away by wasted time
Is all I ever had

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  • Jessica Murphy on Sep 8, 2008

    Hey,
    I never knew you were into poetry. There is something else we have in common. Are you ever coming home again? I always feel like I am missing you.

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