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Aug 2019
Your words still echo in my head
The joy you placed within my soul
Thoughts dance as I lay upon my bed
Dreams I once had of us growing old
But no matter what my inner core did see
And words of love that roamed free
The fact and truth is at last
The hope of us won’t come to past
Your touch still lingers in my heart
A place I only let you gaze
And now that you have moved on
My brain only sees a dead blaze
Maybe I’m a slave to the past
Somehow I need to make amends
My body once knew you as a lover
Your voice says now we’re barely friends
Junior McIntyre
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Junior McIntyre
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