From time to time again

Leftover words
rotting in the fridge
Nobody likes leftovers

From days to endless days

Don't look at me
I'll never come home
You'll end up alone
Who could have known
this would be the end?

I never wanted to walk away
I can't offer you a reason why
Instead I close the door
trying not to wake you
as I leave you forever

I don't have anything for you
it kills me to accept it
The only thing I have left for you
is to rid you of myself

09/10/2006

Posted on 09/10/2006
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