I can still remember the way you use to hold me tight
and how you'd whisper in my ear on those cold stormy nights.
I can still remember ow it changes as night fading into day
nothing can stay the same forever.
Though I long for those nights again.
I can still remember when it was all flushed away
and never will I forget the dreams we use to say.
I can still remember the love we once shared
that's now faded like day to night.
Please tell me what you think
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I loved when you wrote this and you know what screw that kid words are art just like clay and plaster can be art to.
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