eh
on this sun dial.
You begin to fade
as I start to smile.
You slip away
into the night.
There's no point in battling
you've lost the fight.
You're gone from my thoughts
soon to leave me.
Forced to mold yourself
back into a memory.
Poetry by Mary
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Written on 2006-05-17 at 20:07
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Memory
The shadow keeps movingon this sun dial.
You begin to fade
as I start to smile.
You slip away
into the night.
There's no point in battling
you've lost the fight.
You're gone from my thoughts
soon to leave me.
Forced to mold yourself
back into a memory.
Poetry by Mary
Read 998 times
Written on 2006-05-17 at 20:07
Tags Memory Go
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