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My loveIt’s time for me to leaveThis is not what I wantedThis is not what we intendedI have to stop this never ending grief
My love, I hope you understandThat after all the time gone byI finally have the strength to say goodbyeIt’s my heart you stoleand left a picture of you in my soul
My loveYou held it in your handswith such grace and such careWith no intention to break itThere’s not one bad word about you to be said
Oh my love, I hope you understandAnd forgive my bitter wordsIt’s the way I dealForgive my burning scarsThey’re starting to heal
My love, I hope you understandI can’t keep living in the pastI can’t keep making myself miserableWhen I could be happy
My love,I’m not trying to wipe clear my memoryOf your silhouette next to meThe taste of your skinShades of your make up on my pillow
My love, I hope you understandI’m not forgetting youI’m simply moving onGetting out of the hole you leftFact is, you’re gone and I am here
My love,He could never replace youno one ever couldAnd he’s not supposed tomy life is now and not the pastThings fit a different way
My love, I hope you understand
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How we observe and how we reflect.
The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.
The facades of a perfect home.
This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.