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Something my heart wrote... |
| Pieces of you drift through my mind Who you were Who you are Who you could have been Unwelcome Merciful bits of time go by where I don't think of you Then suddenly you're there Unbidden My mind has found your memory with an innocent thought A conversation is brought forth with a simple word An all too familiar song brings pain to my heart How does one remove all traces of the things that cause pain? I suppose we shouldn't They should drift there forever Reminders Of what was What could have been Silly little dreams crumpled and floating along the tide of my subconscious… |