A perfect fit
Like the ring on my finger
They rolled down
You let them go.
Took a while to get it right
You sent the message straight
Rolling again,
The perfect fit rolling away.
I look up and you're there
But not for me.
I'm not her
And never will I be.
They will continue to roll on
I cannot stop.
You were there
I let you slip off.
Like the ring on my finger
You slipped away.
And now they're rolling,
Rolling down, down and away.
Friday, October 23, 2009
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