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Oct 2015
I remember all the days on which I used to let you know,
how much you mean to me and how I'll always love you so.
But you deleted all the messages and burned the poems away,
for every moment we were in love you've forgotten that whole day.
But I remember what you wore when I pinned you on the sand,
I remember how you joked I kissed away that burn that scarred your hand,
and I remember those white zip earrings, from that perfect, perfect day,
every moment of you and I, in my mind will always stay.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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