
Here in the quiet of another day
It comes to me this echo of some past
Insistent shadow meaning meant to last
This something that a boy just threw away
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She comes to claim the emptiness of time
This faceless figure hidden by my tears
Whose faithful heart has learned to conjure years
A song so sweet reminder of the crime
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And there I sit a captive of my pain
As she recalls the kisses and the smile
Yes we were truly happy for awhile
Till so unclear would start this strange refrain
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And though it hurts I’m glad she’s here with me
That like that boy this man will never be
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wonderful poem. Rated up.