A cooling soft voice
Creeping up from behind,
A messenger of time's past
Onto Fate, to remind
Ignorance has dare dabbled
It's crossed little fingers into chance
Who saw the time coming
When we would cross paths once again
And we demand to him "it's over"
But as it seems,
Fate all but forgets the harbinger
As what heartbreak deems
This is not the time for ignorance
My foolish sweet heart
Staring at a blank page again.....
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No, let's wait a little longer
In this Stand Off's romance.
While we each steal a look,
Just a glimpse of remembrance
Yes, stir up the Mass
And let the heartache sink in
While we emerse ourselves today
In the feelings we all but forgotten
Bring out the dead -
Hopes to our Memorial Love's fest
Let Fate not dare tamper
With dreams long put to rest...
Tearing out a blank page again
©palewriter
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