I hate that you have the ability to make me cry...
why...I sigh...
for relief from the pain.
Do I win...lose...or gain?
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Was it yesterday or today or tomorrow... that I close this book of you and me? What is there left to see... how could it be...over before it ever began... you ran...buried your head in the sand... and expected to command...the respect of me. end of real lute or prelude to the quest
lovely depiction... seems we all go through that sometimes in life and it's really hard to forget someone but it's possible...