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By Tom Barton Submitted by the_poet Date: 2003 Feb 03 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.03.19.02.32601]] |
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The past is home for me these days. My mind goes there and wants to stay. The places I'm going ,The places I've been. Miles and miles that never end. The loves I've lost. The few I did win. My heart goes out to all of them. I shed a tear for loves long gone. Our chosen heart felt lovers song. To hold a hand .To have one care. To look at me . And want me there. I lay at night between sleep and waking. Thinking of the loves .My heart is breaking. The darkness comes.The day is fading. Into the past .I will be staying. |