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May 2015
words ramble like running feet in your mind

memories always fade in time

we put our hearts on the line
we lost it and now its too dark to find
the very place we left off

we let the wind spread out hair
we never seemed to care
about the fights left unsolved and unfair
we know what we found is rare

who knew how soon our love would wear
who knew how soon the winter made us cold
we took the time to unfold
our bodies always fit our mold
even when we lie miles apart
I know you'll always have a piece of my heart

like wood we drift away
in separate seas
tides spin the days change color in the leaves
you're the only one who still flees
you're not the only one who still believes
Valora Brave
Written by
Valora Brave  Longmont
(Longmont)   
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