They stop becoming words and actually become emotions.

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Friday, July 3, 2009

Stranger

I saw you by the road today.
You looked at me and gazed away.
You look half dead but alive.

This hurts you more than you portray.
Your sleepless nights and lonely days.
What hurts you most is you tried.

You cried yourself to sleep last night.
Unaware of what to do.
He lied down and held me just right.
But it should have been you.

Your broken heart leaves you breathless.
Losing him has made you restless.
And I would have said you died.

I now have what you fought hard for.
What should be yours, made your heart sore.
And he should be by your side.

You cried yourself to sleep last night.
Unaware of what to do.
He lied down and held me just right.
But it should have been you.

You cried yourself to sleep tonight.
Unaware of what to do.
He lies down and holds me just right.
But this should have been you.
And this should have been you.

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