November December
November, December
so hard to remember
why am I in this game
and why do i still hear your name
resting on my memory
November begets December
and I don't want to remember
the way you had to leave me
the way you didn't save me
becoming a bitter melody
November ends in December
loveless friends who try not to remember
the way things came and gone
ever so cruelly wrong
enwintered dead so forever beautifully
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2007
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