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By Bridget O Date: 2002 Dec 08 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.08.11.25.19173]] |
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I love you... But I don't. Memories of you Won't let me go. I pull and I p u l l, But the memories hold tighter. And I wonder What would you do If I didn't come home one night And you had to live alone. Would you reach out To find me? Or would you Pull the memories tighter To keep you warm? I love you... But I can't, Not anymore. |