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Memories on a Hanger

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I reach out for you,
For all I have left of you...
A representation of your golden heart,
Your golden smile,
Your life.
A life hung by a hanger,
A lifeless story
Lingering in my memories.

I feel the silky touch of your satin gown,
The only treasure you left me...
I can still smell your favourite perfumes
Buried in the fibres...
You were buried.

I remember when its colour was so vibrant;
The day we met...
Its golden shade was a fitting reflection,
Of your perfection...
It was love at first sight.

And now the colour is gradually fading,
Like you;
Like us.
It's been ripped and frayed and worn out...
But worn.

It was worn by you.




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ADifferentKindOfPrincess said...
Nov. 2, 2011 at 3:02 pm:
This was great. It brought tears to my eyes. *sniffle* You are right we do need to be thankful for the time we have and need to realize how precious it is.
 
Heiwa replied...
Nov. 2, 2011 at 4:51 pm :
Thank you! And yes, you never know when you lose something special, so better enjoy it while you have it right?
 
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