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A visit to the graveyard

Remember those sunny days,
you ran without any shoes?
 
flowers in bloom,
purple and blue,
you’d always remind me too.
 
We’d lie in the thick of the grass,
imagine a story of a time yet to pass.
 
Talking lips eventually turning to caressing hips...
 
and so, and so...
 
We were pretty then,
when we danced, and you would twirl.
 
my spirit,
my soul, was full.
 
while my stomach would ache
and constantly curl.
 
You were sweet when you’d say:
“I will love you each and every day”
 
Yet,
Somehow,
I’m older now,
and It’s not what I thought it would be.
 
we dreamed,
and so it seems
time
was forced to flee...
before us.
 
remember us,
 
I remember us...

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