Our Mistake
A mistake we made,
now the troubles will repay.
Should have kept going,
cause now were dreading everyday.
My life is not bad nor troubled.
I hope you dont get to sad or rubbled.
One day again i will see you my friend.
One day you'll see this is not the end.
We'll speak our hearts,
Even if were apart.
We may not talk,
but our spirits will still walk.
They'll spread our dreams,
And show our lies.
They'll spread our regret,
And know we always tried.
Copyright © Elizabeth Range | Year Posted 2007
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