Not A Day Goes By
Not a day goes by without the thought of you. A cloud of pain and salty tears that now seems more than true.

I shutter at the thought or losing love again. No matter how I play my cards I never seem to win.

I give my heart away too easily it seems. Overwhelmed by expectations that end up only dreams.

I hunger for a man who sees into my soul. The quest is everlasting, a truely unplayable role.

I lay me down just one last time. I won't be hurt again. In this life it's do or die and this is now the end.

--Daryl Molen

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