Sometimes we try to hold on to those good times
Which we never want to end.
Sometimes we try to hold on to those people
Whom we consider close to our heart.
But the saddest thing is, they are all like the will “o” wisps.
They just tantalize and disappear.
To appear far off
Where you can probably never experience or see them again.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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