When you go, please don't forfeit our yesterdays...
A Short Verse:
Clouds cover the sky we once shamelessly painted
with our passion, our love,
our desires
As raindrops caress the murals we once held hands to create,
memories run, as do the tears.
For the sky breeds a melancholy
That only the heavens could make
For the sky breeds a sadness
Only the earth can take.
We seep our spirits within the crack of our souls
Yet forget about the huge hole in our hearts
Where does it all go?
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