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Faded is the sight!
Times have changed seasons have come and gone nothing left but tears
and a memory that's faded and sketchy nothing really there but a face in t
he shadows , i hear laughing as i cry i see you there frowning as i walk on by
not seeing .
Who i was and how i got there begin to circle my head the sky turns dark as i
begin to slightly smile i hear i love you as arms around me go cold your touch
now gone i feel so alone why things have become the way they have is beyond
me but i ignore it as i watch the shadows play on like a movie with a blurred picture .
Life how i wish things were so much better than they are all i see are rain drops or are
they tears because i miss how things were and what they became ? i love you always
but never again will i see you smile since my eyes are gone and all that are left are memory's.
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Re: Faded is the sight!
great poem it was dark as well as mysterious. I was imagining how he must have felt wanting to see her,but couldn't cause his eyes weren't there. I can't wait to read your next one.