Unforgotten

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With every step I take your face i see.

It haunts me, the days you spent with me.

Sweet memoirs, but bad encore,

I saw but I didn't want to anymore.

Beautiful, magnificent no words can tell

what i saw, for what i fell.

You bowed, held your hand and asked me to dance,

I held out mine without a second glance.

as water flowed through the bridge beneath,

I was forgotten as the air you breathe.

I cried until I couldn't anymore,

I hid until the shadows hid me no more.

I was never yours from the start,

some relationships are meant to be apart.

But i never could make you my friend,

as i didn't want to be stood up in the end,

                                                           AGAIN.....

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