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The Past

Among all the words
You carefully choose
To loudly shout
He is part of the past
Something which never last
Something you passed
You once went through
But as of today, he is only a scar
Shortly disregarded
Ultimately forgotten
And who else to blame
Except a heart full of pain
Still today.. like yesterday
Saying it again
I love you, the same

mr alone sa
13 Nov. 2001
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