April 02, 2006

Part of You.

Memories fly through my mind,
Passing a long narrow line,
I'd rather not be going over,
Teardrops are falling, standing,
Motionless, staring back at what's left of you,
For all the years of happy times,
Can't help, but falling into these hard times,
Like a bolt of lightning sadness fades from my eyes,
And I begin to realize,
The end is only one part of you.

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