11/17/09

What We Have Here is Failure to Communicate

I promised to walk through
hell and high water for you,
but I'm drowning in this sea alone
Where are you?

What shall I say?
Whispering comfort and love to the wind
What shall I do?
Wasting away for a ghost

I tore down the walls,
I conquered doubt
You promised to wait
Only your fragrance remains

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