Lost
Memories flow through my head,
as I lay in my bed,
Then I think of things I dred,
I didn't want to lose you,
I wasn't the one that chose to,
but I lost you anyway,
now I just wait for the day,
when I find you again.
Copyright © Nicole Nipper | Year Posted 2006
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