Seemingly talking, believing be gone
with it I want a change - I believe you
it's busy it's beauty beautiful one
I'm set to leave, I set sail, leave me
beautiful one seemingly in accord
it's not my way - how unthoughtful
I must have spoken must we speak it
my heart is broken, belongs to no one
what is left is just a token
talking be gone, I'm leaving with it
set the course unwanted change
beautiful one becomes a burden
something sought for something fought for
gone is present, past is talking
one direction set my course
long in distance, my beautiful one.
-Jason Compo
(originally written 10, June, 2007)
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