The Fireplace....(good times)
I was sitting in front of our fire place
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Its always there
Never goes away
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My mind feels blank
I try to stir the colours of life
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I have this void...
This yearning to be a part
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The moonlight sprinkled across the path
She stood alone in the dark
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The past has been hard to let go...sigh
But I know what I must do
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How can one forgive the sins of the past
if the Perpetrator is not upon this earth
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She had been sitting in her favourite chair
Looking at the hills beyond
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Dark memories of my younger days
always seem not so far away...
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The boat lay calm in the deep blue sea
Tranquil as the sun set in the distant horizon
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