curtomil

In the darkness of my heart lies a light It peeks and shines, bobs and pops One of my dearest memories, en event That lasted years but were seconds

I long, forlorn, for that time That slipped from my hands That stayed in the past That never grew old as I did

Could I have given it Years, nurturing it Growing it Watching us age

My memory slips I remain behind I, alone, With this memory of mine

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