A Painted World of Us'

we live in drifferent worlds, we talk in drifferent ways , we walk a drifferent life 
but were liveing in each day.  our mines  together as one as life push'es us back 
we alway's fine away to get right  back on track. we see a world that's far apart  
one which is hard to touch. to stand upon a new land of ground would our best of 
luck , its like where just a few mins away  but yet cant cross the sea,and if we try 
to send a call the wind steal's a whisper from me. so than i'm on this broken 
down net just to let you know that things here in my world are moveing very slow.
and in between the words i write i have to let you know that through the worseres 
feeling you never seem to show so here i set again today as if you dident know 
trying to think of ways of just letting you no that  in my spirt your here with me and 
i'll never let you go ...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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