Regan Galloway Poems

Remembering me, remembering you.
Remembering all we used to be.
Remembering the good times, remembering the bad.
Remembering all the lies, yet remembering the truth.
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I can't understand.
It's a puzzel,
a mystery really.
I already miss you,
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It is a kind of love that not many can see.
It makes me always want to be me.
It's a kind of love thats for everyone,
It's not just for fun.
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Love me little love me long,
love me till the morning dawns.
Love me little love me long,
Love me till the moon goes down.
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The pain and the agony
the sufering and the shame.
The hard times, and the bad times.
foolishness on my part,
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I like riddles,
how about you.
I can say this,
can you too?
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Life is like a puzzle.
Lots of curves, and holes.
Decisions and ideas.

Lots of peices,
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Well, you gave me your number
the other day,
but you don't even call me anyway.
What you sayin bout me
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a new day has come,
and an old one has gone.
The sun has come up, and
the darkness has gone.
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Which way can I go?
Should I go forward?
Or stay put like a coward?
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