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| Wednesday, September 27, 2006


I was so tired of fighting
And after I got tired of fighting
I got tired of hating
Tired of this sorrow over what
Had been done to me
Tired of being limited
Limited by thinking nothing
Nothing ever would be made right
Hands would never touch
Bodies would never link
In love
I am tired of thinking
That one little word
Linked to another
To two hundred more
Can ruin everything
Can set a root crooked and
Make it stay that way
I want you with no names
I want to know everything will be alright
Again
All I want is coming together
Like it was in the beginning
For it to be now
At the end
All I want is tears
To wash the mess away
All I want is peace.

posted by Chris

at 2:53 PM Permalink