| He Was Lost He offered her everything she couldn�t see. Diamonds, smiles, beauty, he said �just from me.� She looked into his eyes and saw dimly a man with no wish to hear her cries. She stared at him so long that he hurried and confessed his love before time moved along. He didn't understand where she was coming from, he didn't understand her no, not at all. He was lost before he entered her maze. He was lost he could only bring her pain. Time moved slowly and still he insisted that all she must do was wait patiently. But he knew somewhere inside him that this wasn't so, but he wouldn't say the words, no he would not dare. He was lost before he entered her maze. He was lost he could only bring her pain. Did he even try to think of her? In all those weeks, why did he not say a word? Why did he pull her along to "avoid the pain?" Didn't he know that-- didn't he know that-- He was lost before he entered her maze. He was lost he could only bring her pain. She waded through her tears so swiftly, she can move on so well because then she knew He was lost she wished she had known he was lost from the others before. He was lost before he entered her maze. He was lost he could only bring her pain--smiles, beauty and pride-- pain, smiles, beauty and tears. |
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