Never forgetting you,

I watch the rain drip down my window

And I wipe my tears of pain

Somehow I’ve lost a passion

For someone that renewed my faith

Sending me into memories

I play the harp of many

Sutures and I’m convinced

I will always remember

What took ahold of me

In many streams of influence

Departing with the joy of

Feeling of being in love

Im tempted to cry away my day

And remiss in what exists

This day as sorrow


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