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In the corner of my mind
A tape recorder plays.
Each scene repeating itself
All throughout the day.
From the first time
When you said your name
Not once or twice
But over and over again.
To the last time we met
I could still feel your pain
When you said, " Don't go."
And the tape replays again.
Where do these memories come from?
Where do they all go?
Back to where the heart beats
Into the depths, they flow.
If only I could let you see
If only I could show
Then maybe somewhere
Beyond the horizon
You would've known.
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Love & Depression (A collection of sad love poems)
Poetry''Every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form." ~ Franz Kafka Love and Depression is my first collection of poems i...
