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Circumstances.

Prevail, the waves pulling me away.

Goodbye, the last word

I'll ever knowingly say to you out loud.

I will live with that in my heart,

Last memories good for the soul.

Think of you before I sleep

When I wake.

Days go fast, days go slow,

Time's the healer,

Patience a virtue.

One day my heart will forget

The way you made me feel,

Take to someone else

Like a bird to the sky,

A duck to water.

◄ Making Faces.

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Graham Sherwood

Sun 21st Nov 2010 16:37

I really liked this until it descended into a litany of cliches and metaphors at the end. It's almost as if you ran out of words Georgina?

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