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I find myself wishing she'd hurry
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X - Files the warm sunny day's of summer are gone
it's cold now as fall turns to winter
there's a blue northern coming
with nothing but gray skies as storm clouds
stack up against the great divide
but maybe tomorrow the sun will shine
you know the calm before the storm
the weather like my heart has found no warmth
to give my body
a deep chill seeped into my soul as I found myself alone
like shadows in the wind we were chasing after things
we couldn't see
trying to catch the perceptions of what we thought love
should be
oh how we failed
our love a product of connivance turned out to be
a house of cards falling apart behind the smoke an mirrors
leaving behind quite a collection of memories amassed
but they say nothing in the past is really dead
it always seems to come around again
slowly I'm losing my mind
as I find myself wishing she'd hurry
~ D Donner ~
