Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Alone

When I'm alone,I become a shy little thing, I become someone that's not me.
When I'm with you, I'm always true.
When I'm true, You smile.
When I'm alone I can never stop thinking of you. Your the bright side of the moon and I`m the dark side.
Because I'll never hurt you by telling you how I feel when I'm down.
There's always a struggle to obtain you.
The coals in the stove always seem to hurt more then being without you. Because I never knew what alone was until I leave your arms at night.
As we dance threw the night I realize I could of had you along time ago.

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