I can't make decisions
When you're face is dissapearing,
Like footprints, in wet sand.
I can't make decisions
When I'm being pulled both ways,
Fragile enough to snap
Fragile enough to cry
I can't make decisions
When your face is blank
It's fading
And I can't see you anymore.
Monday, 7 December 2009
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