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Wednesday, 28 March 2018

Cry over.


I still love you and always will,
You left and I never saw you again.

I still think about our special times,
I need you the most, I beg to god
To bring you back.

Now I listen to our songs...
Cherish all our memories.

I wake up in the morning,
And I look up to the sky
I ask the sun 'why'.

On the darkest night
I stare up at the moon,
I wonder why he took you.

You gave me so much to remember.
And the great sorrow, to cry over.
~ ~ ~
From the book, 'The Mystic Soul.'

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