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Apr 2013
Tonight we'll walk down a dark and forgotten path,
Where few dare to tread.
We'll return to that place where it all began,
Where I first felt to warmth of your lips,
That place where you touched my soul.
And as we hold hands, pushing through the darkness,
I'll remember the rhythm of your beating heart.
Tonight you'll remember that feeling too,
As my soul resonates with yours.

What you'd thought was gone
Only buried itself deep in your heart.
Written by
Matthew Mayfield
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