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Sunset Memory
An old porch swing made once for two.
Cool night breeze calling out to you.
Ten thousand memories rise above,
the sunset waters of our love.
Just like the day slips into the night,
the love we had that was oh so right
it slipped away. It slipped away,
like day slips into night.
Was our love doomed to come and pass,
one day as fire, one day as ash?
Night afte...
Saturday 16th March 2024 10:40 am
Til Time Stands Still
It was a beautiful story,
I wish it was my own.
It makes me think of you,
so every now and then
I turn it on.
Was the first song we danced to,
it made us fall in love.
Now every time it plays
I see your face,
you’re all I think of.
Why does it seem true loves
are always kept apart?
Is it cruel fate,
a form of bait
that’s used to crush the he...
Friday 23rd February 2024 1:37 am
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