Time, by eleanor maslen
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Deep inside would always be,
The demon inside whom let me see.
That within this soul lived a strong belief,
that there is no greater pain then that of grief.
I now know with peace you slept,
For each tear that passed for each night i wept.
A memory of you would dull the pain
and until the day we meet again,
all i have are your lasting words,
from within my heart, are always heard,
Until the day i give up this fight,
and from the darkness shines your light,
I will live, like you taught me too
and i will be happy, i promise you. |
Posted: 2012-05-23 18:40:58 UTC |
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