November 23, 2008
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Pressing down weak fingers

onto smooth ivory

flawless rhythm cry's into the silence

the sound drips off the edge

like thick wet tears

The lovers lost hand

that you can no longer hold

You invision a warm arm cradling your frail body

but you can't quite grasp the happiness

and it slips threw your fingers

like water in the stream

and as the memory escapes your mind

you pull the curtains over the window

and go back to playing

the broken lyrics

of your heart

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