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Old songs and scented traces
remind me of familiar places
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but hope slowly faltered,
and I fell from your heaven
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For you I sojourn in this dark place,
lost and alone on this wayward voyage.
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still waiting for the sun
that has come and gone
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and I saw the future crumbling,
a hope-starved, fading vision.
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It was in a dream
that I first saw you.
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I've got to be moving on
toward the horizon of my life,
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You're gone, and, now, loneliness
weighs down on me.
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The dark hours I can't endure
when the lonely night comes to stay.
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A memory will sometimes sleep,
yet in a dream reside.
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The willow trees nod their assent
to the truth of a happy accident,
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Not long ago
I saw you in summer,
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I'm searching in vain,
but you've gone too far,
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But you aren't here when I reach out
to touch the world that you're about,
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I am free-hand,
hastily sketched on a canvas of dreams.
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But in my dreams, I can recall
only the faintest glimmer of hopes,
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Life goes on, a carousel ride
encircling the object of memories.
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but such was the nature
of our fleeting world,
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Somewhere the sound of your voice echoes
in these memories I hold close to me,
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Dandelions and whispered goodbyes Laying in the grass watching butterflies
by melancholylovesong
19 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 11 5:51 PM. In love, emo, death, pain, dark, suicide, cutting, remembering, sad, thoughts
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So I mark the time
in endless rhyme,
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Derelict memories stand like leafless trees,
naked, lining the shadowed path I must follow,
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Things get lost and things get broken, deadly words get left unspoken,
by melissafae
21 lines,
on Aug 26 1:49 PM. In remembering, hoping, wishing, dark, pain, brokenheart, broken, sad, personal, thoughts, death
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where I live and dread
the emptiness of hours,
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Now nothing real remains
but distant, desolate echoes
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I could see love dying
like leaves on autumn trees,
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Sad reminders still come to haunt me
in the places we once went together.
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Now visions of tomorrow
are all empty fantasies.
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but dreams of you cannot replace
the longing to see your lovely face,
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Tokens of love in the jeweled night
are hopes now fading out of sight.
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