Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Part 6
Running back through the fire
When there’s nothing left to save
It’s like chasing the very last train
When it’s too late
It tears me up
I tried to hold but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it’s not enough
To make it all okay
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