Forever Young

January 16, 2012
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Her time had come and gone.
The moments we had are always cherished.
I can’t say that I have moved on,
Not ready for her to have perished.

There’s still a lot of guilt,
From the mess that tore us apart.
There’s no doubt that she was built,
And ready to depart.

It’s a bona fide truth
That the good die young.
Her beauty and her youth,
Were songs unsung.

It is not the end,
She’ll always be my best friend.





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