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The past relationship with a girl I knew once, gave me the inspiration to come up with this. I don't know where she is now, but I pray that she is doing well. I miss her very much. A dedication to those in a relationship, love 'em and stick with them, don't treat them like second-rate trash.
Best when listening to this song here.
Serenade
Once
Remained a
Fragment of my
Loved one, locked away
In the organ people call
The Heart. Said to hold true
Pain during Reality’s harsh radiation, yet
Despite the suffering, I always see you.
Wherever I walk, whenever I dream, nothing could
Ever replace the love you once gave to me.
I cry, and I feel your arms around my soul.
I walk, and I sense your essence of beauty accompanying me.
I dream, and I see you, in person, counting the very seconds
Time offered to me. A dream I refuse to wake from,
But alas, the Limit has been reached. I awake in
My own guilt, knowing that I should have held
Onto you throughout the years and I am
To blame for playing The Child in
An Adults’ World. The memories we
Once held, now just another
Tear on the body;
Your face, personality,
Lucid appearance,
Gone.
Best when listening to this song here.
Serenade
Once
Remained a
Fragment of my
Loved one, locked away
In the organ people call
The Heart. Said to hold true
Pain during Reality’s harsh radiation, yet
Despite the suffering, I always see you.
Wherever I walk, whenever I dream, nothing could
Ever replace the love you once gave to me.
I cry, and I feel your arms around my soul.
I walk, and I sense your essence of beauty accompanying me.
I dream, and I see you, in person, counting the very seconds
Time offered to me. A dream I refuse to wake from,
But alas, the Limit has been reached. I awake in
My own guilt, knowing that I should have held
Onto you throughout the years and I am
To blame for playing The Child in
An Adults’ World. The memories we
Once held, now just another
Tear on the body;
Your face, personality,
Lucid appearance,
Gone.
Category Poetry / Miscellaneous
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