keepsake

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, January 15, 2009 0 comments


thought i fell through shades
of places i couldn't be found
alone i cried to the sky
for heaven to let me drown
as i walked the empty roads
into places no one would see me
I felt as though they'd never know
all the things that i was feeling
then someone gave me forever
and i cried for her honestly
like-minded with my weary heart
she swore we will always be
said I dreamed away in stories
of a love that was everafter
while she stole away my every tear
and gave me back my laughter
and oh, how i longed so much for her
she's an angel away from home
who whispered true that i belong
as a keepsake in her soul

Posted by Robert Anderson at Thursday, January 15, 2009
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