Leery
My lonely heart, is not my luggage into a new life.
My past loves are my memories and my heart is the glass case
in which their placed.
I've done good, will you?
Or will my heart be lonely because it's what you need to feel safe
for memories are'nt what you want ,neither is lasting love.
Break my glass case you won't.
So im lonely at last.
Copyright © Tod Gaines | Year Posted 2005
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