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Friday, September 21, 2007

Remember that pine tree we sat under that Tuesday night?
You went home late and you and your Dad had a fight.
I didn't know what to say to make things right.
And all I thought of was the star-strewn sky.
I can see your face in the sky,
the stars as brightly prominent as your eyes,
and that heart of a moon you lighted up my life.
Remember when I held up your hands which were icy cold?
You told me then, I have forever your hands to hold.
I didn't know what to say to make things right, so
I looked into your eyes and gently told,
For now and ever, we'll keep our feelings flow.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
[3:29 PM]