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A quiet phone lonely nights.
Missing all the little things.
Feelings used pen to paper.
Writing words you'll never feel.
Writing poems you'll never read.
The inspiration behind this poem is about how one old memory can make you remember what you miss and who you miss
I am sorry.
There's things I should have said but there never seemed to be the right time.
Could find the right words or let my feelings show, now it is to late.

I am sorry.
For the things we will never do and the places we'll never see.

I am sorry.
That I left you when I promised that I would never leave you.
A howling wind.
Rain drops falling.
Heavy eyes.
Dreaming a dream.
I won't remember.
Fallen poppies a moment to remember.
Sacrifices made life's given and lost.
For our today they gave their tomorrow.
As we grow old and time passes by.
We'll remember what they did for us.
I wrote this for remembrance Sunday and for all the life's lost in army.
When life gives you lemons.
Smile and make lemonade.
Truth told but never believed.
Underestimated because of lies told.
Unheard words lies still winning.
Couldn't trust anyone.
Now you see the lies.
Now its happening to you.
You see the truth now.
Better seen.
Than never seen at all.
This was inspired by something that happen to me and now everyone sees the truth.
Falling leafs and bare tree.
Long nights and tormented dreams.
Frost bitten tears.
The days come and go.
But the pain still hurts.
Death has no sound.
No scent or face.
Saying nothing.
Taking everything.
Death left me Autumn tears
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