Somewhere deep down inside of you, I know you must of loved me.
Sometimes, when you love to much, it's better to be free.
Because then love begins to hurt..
As you search....
For the fire inside of you, out comes the thirst...
Quenched by your lips of red...
Still feeling some what dead...
I thought I saw your image in the light.
It's still an on going fight..
I know you told me what I'm worth..
I know I was your soul mate on this earth.
But I am still trying to find the light in my eyes.
So with this I am sold, but with time I will realize.
With time has to offer in my soul.
With time, feeling whole.
©terrylin53
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