Her words fall softly as if a mist
Her voice quieted by time
Gentle are the words she spoke
That tread softly in my mind
These memories still haunt me
of all the moments left undone
Of all the words I never spoke
When still I had the chance
I still long to here your voice once more
This pain a bitter friend
And so I look forward to the time
Till once more we meet again
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Author:
Daniel (
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