www.whyville.net Oct 19, 2008 Weekly Issue



ImForLove
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Like Moths

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Tell me why you haven't been responding
to the messages I leave on your phone every night.
Tell me why the distance grows like cancer
as the sky turns blue and then finally burns to black.

Why do we no longer shine like diamonds?
Has our love grown so fragile, you can break it now?
Why do we miss every single chance
to fix our mistakes and finally live this down?

Things change so fast
and it seems past experience
doesn't help at all.

Things change so fast
and it seems past experience
doesn't help at all.

Love dies like moths, so quick and eager,
never think twice about touching the flame.
Minds change as the hands of time move forward,
towards inevitable disdain.

Love dies like moths, so quick and eager,
never think twice about touching the flame.
Minds change as the hands of time move forward,
towards inevitable disdain.

 

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