Gone
By Fry
I look up to the sky But not thinking you're there I know I realize That you are gone I wish it wasn't true I want you back here With me With us But I know your are gone I need to see you again I need to feel you again Your hair Your smile But I know you are gone But this will never happen And the thought slowly kills My heart My soul Until I will be gone Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 15 2002 04:57 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I look up to the sky..."