"Picture Frames Left Empty"
I had something special once,
I think it's gone.
I suppose in some kind of sense,
I've known all along.
Walk away so silent,
Leaving only echo's in the halls.
The phone it sets silent,
Nobody calls.
Picture frames left empty,
Just white behind the frames.
Memories forced to silence,
Such a silly game.
d
05 20 08
I had something special once,
I think it's gone.
I suppose in some kind of sense,
I've known all along.
Walk away so silent,
Leaving only echo's in the halls.
The phone it sets silent,
Nobody calls.
Picture frames left empty,
Just white behind the frames.
Memories forced to silence,
Such a silly game.
d
05 20 08
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