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Ever Since Sunday
Contributed by
PoeticSpy
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Tuesday, 26th April 2005 @ 11:42:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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As I told you before
I thought we were falling
I knock at love's door
But I sit there just calling
No one ever replies
To my calls of help and retreat
I'm sick of these lies
Waiting right at my feet
The love isn't here
It seems like only hate
I'm always in fear
We don't seem to relate
Everyday I still knock
At loves door with only hope
Walking down the boardwalk
Of depression and I mope
I keep on yearning
For our love to stay strong
But I am now learning
That this has gone on to long
So sincerely I sing softly
To my love and yet still we fight
I'm always feeling awfully
Terrible about that cold night
It all changed then
Nothing was ever the same
Fighting again and again
Hateful we slowly became
Will we fix this?
My hope never goes away
What we used to have I miss
Ever Since Sunday
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Re: Ever Since Sunday
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by suicidal_imbecile on
Thursday, 28th April 2005 @ 11:39:15 AM AEST
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Awsome write, I hate it how you just want to break up with somebody but then when you do you feel like crap and just want what you used to have back.
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