by Shaina Merrick

Created on: June 29, 2009   Last Updated: July 26, 2009

loves lost war

Your lack of words
Freeze the room
Left only to stare blankly

When you realize my stares
I turn in shame
the rose colors bloom early this year

and if statistics always win wars
why revolt at all
i'll just let the current take me
Where I'll slowly start to sink

When my head pulls under
I'll think of you
What went wrong

Instead of singing for you
The songs became about you
Our words ran dry
our stories lost love

All thats left is the regularity of life
and the little girl
who took the last ounces of love
we had left for each other

Our tales became those of war
Head to head battles
left quiet nights
the only things left alive
are without heart or soul

And the only thing that can warm me
Is the enemy of war

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