Truth is, life goes by, some dreams come true, while others die
Selected memories push their way through, wanted or not
Pictures are fading, swept away with ashes, lost to the sky
I try to burn you out of thought
You don’t have to wonder if I think about you
But I can’t help wondering if you think about me
I know my reality is everything true
You are no longer able to see
The strength of my self protection
Lost in your reflection
So sad. I feel your pain. Beautiful poem
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Thank you. It is sadly true…
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oh, so very true –
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There are so many people who have left my life that I think of so often, most especially when it was a painful ending. This is beautifully expressed.
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Thank you!
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