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More than any song could ever sing More than winter ever wanted spring More than any words could ever say More today than you heard yesterday More and more and more, round runs the ring More and more and more than anything They say in years that time will numb the sting And less will be the thing that time does bring. But night still follows day in it’s own right As evening follows noon and dims the sight. The weeks pass into months with a fine blur And in your heart you dare not feel a stir As year turns into year, still my heart waits The turning of the hand that wields the fates. Eventually she’ll turn my way and see I’m here for you, and I need you for me
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
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More than any song could ever sing More than winter ever wanted spring More than any words could ever say More today than you heard yesterday More and more and more, round runs the ring More and more and more than anything They say in years that time will numb the sting And less will be the thing that time does bring. But night still follows day in it’s own right As evening follows noon and dims the sight. The weeks pass into months with a fine blur And in your heart you dare not feel a stir As year turns into year, still my heart waits The turning of the hand that wields the fates. Eventually she’ll turn my way and see I’m here for you, and I need you for me
~1993 Ouch. In real life, I should not have had a second chance. But this is my life, apparently not necessarily Real. Of course, it was more than 12 years before Fate thought she'd take a look at my loss...
#love#pain#loss#forever
janet-brown
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East Coast, USA
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 9:53 PM UTC
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