Friday, September 26, 2008

Stirred.

Love can bring a fire to your heart...
and peace to your mind...
Yet why has it...
Stirred a storm in mine...
Some are dirty, some are clean
What does it take for me to win?
A mask too many,
A smile too faint...
Have you noticed that I'm in pain?
Sometimes i ponder why we don't say the things we want to say...
Now time has taken the chance away.

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