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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There will never be a time for us, I know you’ll never visit. These words were coarse With no remorse and Casually omniscient. Why say this? You never know, May visit you one day. I just know- You never will, You’ll never come my way. I have to go, we’ll speak soon I had to go somehow. Will let you go, Thanks a lot, Goodbye my friend, Bye now. You never called again no more, The phone it never rang, Thought of you; words you said- And how they somehow stang. Was by myself when heard the news; Police told me with compassion, Though strangely knew what happened to you; Before this interaction. There will never be a time for us- Those words played upon my mind, For weeks on end my life did pend Whilst little joy had shined. Looking back and what you said The things that you just knew, There will never be a time for us- How this sadly turned out true. That sunny day gardening Waiting for a message to come through, I knew someone would visit me Outside I was, I knew. When you called and after this A little joy… let go, Omniscience is intense… The things that we just know. Since then I thought I’ve seen you In strangers I have passed, Funny how the memory is and How it’s hard to grasp. Since then I thought I felt you; Watching me and close Though my mistake for thoughts belate Inside the hearts of most.
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