by Amy M Fitch
Sometimes I wish I could forget that I've ever loved before.
Yeah, all because I've been battered and used.
And sometimes I wont throw down my dice,
All because I'm afraid to lose.
And maybe one day I wont be so cold.
And maybe one day I will let you know.
But until then I will hold you from afar,
And maybe let you help time soothe my scars.
Posted on 12/15/2001
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