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| Almost Forever Around me are pictures of happy memories, Of friends and family, and times that will always cling to me. As my life moves on I loose my grip and can't hold on, To people and thoughts of vivid things, almost forgot. The pictures help to remind me of precious times, Where feeling were unique and hard to come by. As I grow old, the pictures turn cold, And are no longer worth 1000 words. For my mind is dyng, as the rest of me is, It's my way of good-byeing the friends I've out lived. So I drift alone in a sea of useless dreams, Where if I could remember would be all I need. And I'd live forever, Just me and my memories. By Roxxie 1999 |
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