you
You
Everything is silent to me
But you
Nothing matters
But you
Everything can go away
But you
Nothing seems to care
But you
Everything changes
But you
Nothing goes my way
But you
No one ever loved me whole
But you
Sometimes I don't want anything
But you.
Poetry by John A. Mcculloch
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Written on 2007-01-08 at 06:32
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