Karin Elizabeth Martin Biography

I remember very little, of when I was young,
I recall even less, of a special someone, who I am told,
was so proud of me and so boastful, 'I had his eyes'...
I was born, on a first Spring day, I was his 4th, but he could not stay.
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Hello old friend, old lover, old memories
I think of you quite often, sometimes when I dream,
I remember how you taught me what you knew of love and means.
I spent my early teenage years, and gave my heart to you, yes dear
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I woke this morning dreaming
threads of slumber in my head
I rolled over for some reason
the stirring cleared my head
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I came upon, a long lost thing,
forlorn as it was, it had beauty to me,
withered and bruised, it lay among,
the shredded remains, of an old love song
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It is so dark, so cold, so still,
I walk along, all else is still
I come here often, never in the day
to watch and keep
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