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the song sparked memories long dead,
thoughts of nights we had spent,
and of dreams we had shared.
i remember when we knew what love truely meant.

months from now we were to marry,
not long before now,
my child you would have carried,
weeks from now would be our anniversary.

i pulled the photos from the shelf,
tears had streamed my face,
as i envisioned your life without myself.
my heart began to pace.

pain flooded my mind,
as i sat quiet and alone,
remembering all i left behind.
tearful and sick, i now sit on my own.

i was hurt in ways i can never forget,
and in my most selfish days,
i hurt you in turn, in ways i now regret.
now my dues i am busy trying to repay.

while i think back of you,
you sleep with another.
while you live now in happiness,
i lay feeling smothered.

pressured by my own guilt,
and drowning in my own pity,
im trapped in this prison i've built,
serving a sentence of pain for eternity.

we gave so much,
we expected so little,
but our love wasnt enough.
our love was so brittle.

broken and scattered,
are the remains of what was,
dreaming of all that mattered,
but living the nightmare of the fall of us.

fear of loneliness,
hopes of forgiveness,
memories of what was,
and dreams of what could have been,
i had it all,
but i let us fall...
i now fear i can never let go...
fore i still love you so...

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i have wrote many times of love. all are of the same. i have had but one true love. fate, it seemed, never gave in. through the course of many years we were given several chances to thrive. funny how easily one selfish act can ruin a love that's over a decade old...im sorry babygirl. im just glad you have found what i could not provide.
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On Monday April 10th, 2006, Shadow Rapture (226) writes:
poignant write, searching probing, nothing clear cut - excellent!



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