Thinking of those times long gone
Those times whenthings were simpler
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Through years of suffering this lonesome path
And long slow days of hiding from her icy grasp
Outwardly I remain stable, solid, and lacking wrath
Due only unto the pitiful fact that I idly clasp
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I remember when the lilacs bloomed for Easter,
In a colder climate than this.
But now as they bloom, not for Easter,
All I can feel is summer's approaching hiss.
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“Don’t take it too seriously,
Its only puppy love”
My mother’s words often came to mind.
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I missed you when you passed,
But I did not cry,
I missed you as time passed,
But I did not cry,
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As my heart beat slows
And my blood stops its flow
I glimpse a second of reprise
But a second, is eternity to My eyes
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