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Jun 2014
Someone starts to sing a song
and it makes me think of you
Just a sad, simple, melody
both you and I once knew

As the words drift by my ears
a kind sadness fills my heart
The song has much more meaning
as time has kept us apart

I try to see your face again
to think of things unsaid
But all I can remember
is this song inside my head

My memory is failing now
oh so sad, but oh so true
All that's left of our sweet love
is this song that we once knew

Tate

Original at the cafe with music and pictures
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/477285/
How can any of us say we are not afraid to die?
To see another waste away is such a painful thing.Yet we still see them as we wish to remember them
Tate Morgan
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Tate Morgan
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