As I open my eyes and I cry,
Im all alone in my quit room,
My words are a whisper from the past,
My arms are empty because of her,
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But 1 thing is that it’s hard loving a memory, Loving a memory is allot easier than hating a memory, i love these lines, so true, love the memories of the ones you lost, it makes it easier to cope with the pain
even though it was a sad message the emotion put into it, really achieved a great poem nice :)
wow Gary...so much pain in this one...well written...thanks for sharing....
great write gary.....can feel your love in the lines...thanks for sharing..............