Not Forgotten


Everything good comes to an end
Changes sometime leave holes that nothing can mend
I took only one glance back to see
the past that once made me
for I want it to be more than just a memory
because it was something that meant something to me





Words by Helen Warren
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Written on 2008-08-04 at 15:59

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