| | These letters I write that never make it to you
I write them in vain and hope for truth
For closure and healing and hopefully proof
That I can let this go without being burned
But the fire entices and my insides keep reeling
Can't seem to escape this unfinished feeling
Of wanting to undo the little healing
From the few lessons I've partially learned
These letters I write and stash away
I wonder if you'll read one day
When the ashes of our love's decay
Have finally found the peace they've earned
With each word I hope
To cut loose this rope
That still ties me to
The memory of you
- Kristine
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| | Posted 6/21/2009 6:15 AM - 6 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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