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Chitré-Herrera-Panama
You're loving you
Is this our end?, I'mma live to figure out
You run away, but I have no doubt
This good bye is done and it belongs to you.
I see tears rolling on my face, but I will turn the page
You're going to be free where you're a bird in the cage
There's no way I can handle this anymore
My heart won't be on the mat as it was before.
I'm leaving you
You're loving you
Is this our faith? I am gonna know about it
You fly away, but I think of it
This real end is done and it gets close to you
You'll be part of my past
This love will never be the last
Hurting what I have done for you
Someone else will be instead of you
You'll be faded
As that moment I always needed
You'll be history outta door
As you were before
Don't pretend you are fine without me
When you know now, I am here
Hide your tears behind what it could be
But now there is no me, or voice to hear
Poetry by Edgar J. Jackson
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Written on 2016-02-10 at 06:41
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Chitré-Herrera-Panama
2 U
I'm loving youYou're loving you
Is this our end?, I'mma live to figure out
You run away, but I have no doubt
This good bye is done and it belongs to you.
I see tears rolling on my face, but I will turn the page
You're going to be free where you're a bird in the cage
There's no way I can handle this anymore
My heart won't be on the mat as it was before.
I'm leaving you
You're loving you
Is this our faith? I am gonna know about it
You fly away, but I think of it
This real end is done and it gets close to you
You'll be part of my past
This love will never be the last
Hurting what I have done for you
Someone else will be instead of you
You'll be faded
As that moment I always needed
You'll be history outta door
As you were before
Don't pretend you are fine without me
When you know now, I am here
Hide your tears behind what it could be
But now there is no me, or voice to hear
Poetry by Edgar J. Jackson
Read 709 times
Written on 2016-02-10 at 06:41
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