Pangs
I felt a pang of sweet remembered love
when I went back to places of the past
Forbidden fruit, strong chemistry, a lock to leave and lose the key
I felt the loss, keen, engraved
when I heard your funeral was soon
I’d spoken to you - hear your voice right now
Silenced till the end of time
I’ll add the echoes to my album
of all the friends and others I have known
now gone
This is a vale of tears
it can’t go on too long
The books will fill, the bells will toll, the earth grow tired of blood and toil
the years will cease, the time be gone
and every name be called to come
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