Reflections
I looked into your eyes and sawno future there for me.
Just empty reflections of love gone bad,
tis time you set me free.
We tried hard to make things right.
We gave it all we had.
The time has come to give it rest
the peace could not be bad.
The time will come when we reflect
think back on memories worth keeping.
Its then that I shall hold you dear
and in your arms start weeping.
But still I search your eyes and see
no future there for me.
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