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It's a poem about the feelings that memories stir in us. |
My Most Favourite Memory Is That of Your Beautiful Face But Now that Days Have Passed Life has Lost Its Grace I Remember Our Shy Smiles Our Reluctance At The Beginning But That Was Long Ago Now Life Has Lost Its Meaning You Used To Tell Me That I Made Your Sorrows Heal But The Magic Has Vanished My Life Has Lost Its Zeal I Remember Your Laughter As We Sat Under The Trees But That Seems Like Years Ago My Life Has Lost its Peace Ever Since You Jumped Ever Since That Fatal Fall I Have Been Consumed By Guilt And My Life Has Lost It All |