Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Farewell

I secretly cherish all the moments,
wrapped up in hours, minutes, seconds.
As the clock ticks on I should protect you,
yet I'm preparing to let you die.
I hope you know somehow I want you,
I struggle to say goodbye.

Cherishing every moment,
as the clock ticks on inside.
I want to protect you,
but I am preparing to let you die.
And though I really love you,
I'm told it's best to say goodbye.

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