Sunday, 10 January 2010

IN THE WANSTEAD WAY.

I haven’t got the room,
I haven’t got the time,
I haven’t come too soon,
I didn’t have the rhyme.

I never called you out,
I never stressed enough,
I never heard you doubt
I couldn’t be in love.

I always said it loud,
I always proved you wrong,
I always saved the sound,
I should have sung along.

I always haven’t never loved been
Alone without you,
But I didn’t couldn’t should have
Or maybe… not.

It’s nice to talk to you again
As a friend.

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