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By Cryingshame58 Date: 2005 Nov 08 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.08.00.15.30338]] |
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All my days are getting shorter My weeks are passing me by And somewhere in between There's my hellos and your goodbyes I reach out to you in silence When I haven't got a prayer Seeking that there's a balance But you seem that you don't care You can choose to be absent When i have needed support the most And be off where your desires take you While I'm alone with pot roast I wish our days here were timeless And we could fit everything in But reality gobbles up our calendar Seems I'm constantly on the losing end |