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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2220422
A poem I wrote a long time ago.
Don't look now,
My heart is broken.
You’re not dead,
your name is spoken.

Hard to wake up in the mornin'.
The glimpses of you
Run vivid through the newest light.
And the old light too.

I'll stay here with my memories
Of you.
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