Which I have loved
Treasured things
Like memories
Precious things.
That I never knew
Were things that I
Could ever lose
I cry for them
They won't return
So I move on
With my life
and my mind aches
for these things again
I hope and wish
that for once
something permanent
would come
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 2:56 AM
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