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Russell Nero

Rookie - 41 Points (May 25th,1995)

Well Of Rememberance


An ostrich I've become today
I've stuck my head in the dirt
In fear
Yes, I'm afraid
I'm surely scared and yes, from my usual endeavor
A name to run across a bridge from
A name that makes me sick
And feels me with so much regret
Yet I must strike regret from this record
For I cannot regret, unable to regret
I loved her...I loved her
Anastasia...
In my head, she's the last person I needed to see
She was the last person I needed to speak to
But I've drank from the well of remembrance
Heard the silk honey of her words
Witnessed the sincerity behind her glistening smile
And for a brief moment
I loved her once more
And out of conformity, I chased her out of, from me
So I dust her love from my sleeve
She's only forever a memory
Something I'll have to accept
When she looked in my eyes, what did she find
I was near tears when I saw her face?
I honestly missed her?
I notify my mind everytime she was wrongfully taken from me?
An ostrich I am today
Burying the truth into the dirt today
Along with myself
For I can only whisper to her memory
'I love you'

Submitted: Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 14, 2013

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