Looking back from Friday,
five days into the past,
I see the week remembered,
the times that came to pass.
All the things left unspoken,
the memories re-newed,
all the mysteries unbroken,
and the bells always on cue.
All the time it took,
seemed so short,
and passed,
a single glance,
but the days we lived,
are now all gone,
never to come back.
five days into the past,
I see the week remembered,
the times that came to pass.
All the things left unspoken,
the memories re-newed,
all the mysteries unbroken,
and the bells always on cue.
All the time it took,
seemed so short,
and passed,
a single glance,
but the days we lived,
are now all gone,
never to come back.
Thesilentraven
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