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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Time passing me by Leaving emptiness Moments I’ve cried Feeling the Judas kiss I’ve reached out my soul In the wilderness Explored deep inside For a moments bliss Only to find Stark frozen nothingness Where should have been A tenderness Once inside a living soul There before the drummers roll I felt the feeling A lovers kiss The emptiness that lives Now inside A place, a sanctuary In which it died The lost forgotten Times we cried There’s nowhere left In which to hide Sometimes something is given me To love and nurture In silent dreams But it isn’t always what it seems Do I live in the past Oh! No The moment has past Well so! Slipping slowly in a silent plea Wishing she’d feel whats inside of me Knowing that never will she see The couple we were meant to be Searing heat We were that once Lovers and better Friends we were Time took it’s toll It all took my soul Now here we sit The room frozen cold Not a word Could be heard Through the silence Undisturbed We used to talk Now we don’t We used to kiss Now we don’t We used to hold hands Now we don’t We used to laugh Now we don’t We used to love, oh did we love Now we don’t I used to cry Now I won’t We failed at what we thought was eternal Turned into something infernal Till there’s nothing left To change this journal Tearsinthenightstainmypillowlovewonatsuchacostshouldneverbefoundtohavegotten lost
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