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When The Tears Fell

When the tears fell the first time I wiped them as soon as they touched my cheeks When they fell again I wasn’t as quick to tend to the tears
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The Road Home

Maybe there was something more Someplace where my mind could rest Where I wouldn't feel such constant flux A place where sleep would come easily But those roads lead to nothing I wanted
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Flashback

Time seemed to pass so slowly Yet so quickly and I begged for more time It happens almost daily One touch will prompt me Even stop me in my tracks

Meet Me

You told me of your dreams And I told you everything About joy and hurt and love gone dim You only smiled and pulled me near I still love that you were the one Who could chase away my fear
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Spaces

I still walk down lonely corridors hoping to find you on my next turn. You are never there waiting for me. I hear you whispering my name more often than I care to admit.