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Message   Pamela Forsythe    All   These walls...   July 25, 1995
 4:21 AM *  



I look at these walls, so empty now
since I took the pictures down
reminds me of myself somehow
since my smiles have turned to frowns

I think to myself how this means nothing to you you never let it be your home
and it just keeps making me blue and its leading me closer to home

My heart is where I must be
in a land so far from here
I felt like a prisoner, now I'm free
it doe sn't matter that you don't care

I think of how lonely you'll be
without me by your side
but I realize that you'd laugh at me
you have to maintain your sense of pride

Yeah, so its really your ego
that won't let you feel the pain
I'll never let you see my tears flow
I'll just keep walking through the rain

How soon you will forget the eyes
that once lit up yours with glee
if I seem like a stranger I wouldn't be surprised its been so long since you've
said you loved me

Thats okay though because I'll remember your words and they'll cut like the
sharpest knife Memories will fly away like the birds and maybe we'll both find
life

Hey I stayed as long as the dream lasted as I once promised you I would but you
really didn't need to be such a bastard you should have let me know just where
you stood

Me, I'm looking forward to finding some smiles I know they're buried deep
within and even if I cry for miles which is really the worst sin?

Should I be unhappy, forever lost
in a world where love is as cold as death I don't know where I'll go, but I've
paid the cost and now its time for my heart to rest

Its never felt so heavy as it does now
so please won't you leave it alone
you've broken it into a million pieces somehow and I have to carry it back home

(c) 1995 Pamela
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understanding of oneself.  For success is knowing what is right and making it
happen instead of leaving it to die in the imagination. My life will be a
success. ---
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