Friday, July 17, 2009

My Flute

The tears I cry
Are filled with memories of you
And you didn’t care
You left me on that hill and you said you don’t understand
I was broke inside and you didn’t care
I got mu flute and started to play
The notes filled with emotions they blew into the wind
And reached you
Yet you didn’t care

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