Memories

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    Memories
    Remembering when it was only me and you
    Walking down the sunset
    With our open-toed shoe
    Never leaving each other's side
    Never wanting you to say goodbye
    You left me once before
    Now im ready im not a hore
    Dreading the day you left
    I'll never forget
    The way it shook me up inside
    But to you i'll be a regret

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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