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Two sides to every story- Death of a star. Her: You have lost your glow All the beautiful colours have gone. The sun that shone through you, Lifting my heart Turning thoughts into song Has dried up, Changed you back into stone. And the hope that I had Has left me alone. I have turned back Into the rock I was not, And you are no more precious Than a whim I had, Which lasted too long. Him: I have lost my glow All the beautiful colours have gone. The sun that shone through me. Lifting your heart Turning thoughts into song Has dried up. Changed me back into stone. And the hope that you had Has left you alone. You have turned back Into the rock you were not, And I am no more precious Than a whim you had. Which lasted too long. (Gerry Aldridge ©2017)
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 8:12 PM UTC
Two sides to every story-
Two sides to every story- Death of a star. Her: You have lost your glow All the beautiful colours have gone. The sun that shone through you, Lifting my heart Turning thoughts into song Has dried up, Changed you back into stone. And the hope that I had Has left me alone. I have turned back Into the rock I was not, And you are no more precious Than a whim I had, Which lasted too long. Him: I have lost my glow All the beautiful colours have gone. The sun that shone through me. Lifting your heart Turning thoughts into song Has dried up. Changed me back into stone. And the hope that you had Has left you alone. You have turned back Into the rock you were not, And I am no more precious Than a whim you had. Which lasted too long. (Gerry Aldridge ©2017)
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 8:12 PM UTC
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