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words I couldn't say echo in my mind 
like a church bell ringing through 
the empty streets of a ghost town

distance called my name 
pushing me back in time
to a autumn morning's rain
one in which I've relived more
than a thousand times

every morning that I've wakened up alone 
I know I should of told her I was leaving 
an the reasons why
instead of words that were carefully hidden 

I could not
I would not 
drag her into a life that was planed no father than 
the next day
on some day's no longer than the next hour
she deserved better than I could give
a sadness I carry with me still today

I wish I could go back to that 
autumn morning's rain
an just let the words flow
take that chance just to see what happened 

~ D Donner ~