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Apr 2017
You were the light
at the end of my tunnel;
The rest at the end of my day
and I thought I'd have forever
to say the words I'd like to say.

But life moves on
And time goes by.
People change
and feelings die.

Now my tunnels have no ending
my days end in an empty bed
and I sit alone surrounded
by the words I never said.
Garry
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Garry  55/M/UK
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