You said
this is the last time we'll ever meet
It's funny
how history repeats and returns to haunt me
I had a friend
he made me laugh
he made me cry
he sat beside me and thought I was an angel
till I realised I could not be
what he wanted
and we spoke not
for years, and years...
Now, only scars and superficial smiles remain.
I have you
you made me laugh
now all that are left are tears
You sat beside me and thought I was an angel
till I realised I could not make myself become
what you wanted.
Your fingers are at my lips now
and you say we should speak not
for many, many years to come
till time heals the wounds
and leave behind superficial smiles.
But oh, don't you know?
My wounds have not healed
because time stops when I think of you.
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time will only numb your senses
time will not heal your wound
for time... is not a healer...
who? is the great healer?
who? can nulify... the pain?
I've found the Healer. Thanks for reminding me :)
nice poem
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