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Why

So many times life passes us by,
Without as much of a whisper of why?
To think too much would bury me deep.
To dream of you disturbs my sleep.
I saw the distance in your face,
Slows my heartbeat down a pace.
I fill my life with things to do,
Only to think less of you.
But the more I do,
The more I see,
Picture, poems and memories.
You'll have to excuse me,
If I break down and cry.
Cause only time will tell,
And hope, I'll try?

L.

Author notes

Thoughts of someone that gave me hope our relationship might one day be reunited. bah!!
Written January 2nd, 2004

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  • Sir Ima Cucumber
    May 7, 2006
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    Well this was written over two years ago so I hope your pain is a long forgotten memory. Yes it's sad when we break up...thank goodness time heals.


  • January 2, 2004
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    Outstanding

    I have to agree. The flow was excellent.

  • John J. Ruppert
    January 2, 2004
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    This was wonderful. I loved the flow.