you said, you know me
not by the shape of my face
but the words in my embrace
when I get lonely
you said, baby I know you
and the curve of my smile
when I've been mad for awhile
pouting just like a child, too
baby I know you, you vowed
to hold my secrets like diamonds
when I felt safe or was frightened
and you'd always love me out loud
but now when I look at you...
you're quiet with nothing to say
all your words fade away
like the love in my rearview
***
cause, you never really knew
me
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Effective immediately, access to Water Source 3B is prohibited under Public Safety Ordinance 14.7. This determination follows a review of ongoing irregularities, unregulated activity, and conditions deemed unsuitable for continued public interaction. Physical barriers will be installed, and all unofficial markers, offerings, and points of entry will be removed to prevent further incident. These measures are not punitive. They are necessary.
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Comments (2)
Words are cheap sometimes. You hit the nail on the head. 😉😉
How true for many relationships that we may be a part of during our lives. Good job.