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Apr 2014
The beat of my heart,
Tore my chest apart.
I think that i'm getting a heart attack,
Now that we are finally apart.

You said that you would never leave,
You said all those silly things I still believe.
How could you leave and have me grieve,
Standing at your grave covered by leaves.

Young man/woman, I gave my love to,
You are the only one who can fit in my shoe.
All the time we spent together, time so few,
We were one and no longer two.

Now that you're gone far away,
I wish to come meet you there someday.
And when I do come, we shall replay,
That precious hour of our wedding day.

But now as I lie in my bed alone,
I still hope for a call from my phone,
In hope that you called for an ice cream cone.
Too bad for me, our house only has a scone.
Philly James
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Philly James  St. Lucia
(St. Lucia)   
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