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Friday, February 27, 2009

Mistakes

Imagine my life without him?
His image filling my mind at dawn
His sweet cologne my senses
His eyes as blue as the sky
Piercing my very soul
His sweet voice echoing through my mind,
“Good morning, baby,” he would say

But he is not here
But in the arms of another
The man I love the most
Just my thoughts exist
Echoing in this silence

With doubt and fear
My life continues
Though no sense is made
Of every endless struggle
And pain

No, I can’t forget that love
I once felt
But oh the pain continues like a curse
A chain slipped around my neck
Weighing me to the ground

Why?
“Just forget…” they say
But mistakes made
Are mistakes never forgotten.