When it's gone and all that is left are memories of the past,
Only time can heal and life continues in a way that it gives you strength to carry on.
The lost lullaby, the unspoken stories...
Those giggles and snuggles that were so genuine are now but rusty metals
Fights and quarrels, the ups and downs,
When the line is drawn, everything falls...
The smile that melts the heart, the voice that calms the soul,
Is seen no more, is heard no more
Time spent in years, all crumbled and gone to waste,
Gratitude is lost, for the years have blinded the eyes and deceived the heart
How many can survive the reality of time and lies..
The father of lies is none other than the voice within
Sorrow is best described as the cure to the poisonous tale
When the heart and mind join, the wake before the grave..
One step forward to death, a step backward to life
The legs are numb, indecisive.
He choose to step forward
And she too follows...
To death they went, and life is lost.
And now, only time can heal...
What is lost is lost.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
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