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Author: Coveredinblood11  PM
It's not nearly as intelligent or good as my other poems because it comes from the heart. I miss the way it used to be so much.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst - Words: 65 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-31-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2524941
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As time progresses, my mind declines
To a specific moment we had in time
My eyes will water whenever I see
A past picture of you or me
I miss it so much, it eats me at night
And I wish so much for you to just hold me tight
But you have changed, my loving friend
Never will we live that past again
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