This blue rock
A blue rock,
is just a rock,
it was just a rock
This blue rock,
brings back memories,
both good and bad
This blue rock,
brings me happiness and sadness,
laughter and seriousness
This blue rock,
was yours for a long time
This blue rock,
you gave it to me,
now it's mine
Now, this blue rock,
I can't see or hold anymore.
It brings back too much.
Too much memories of or with you,
It reminds me how much I love you.
You might think this blue rock,
is just a rock,
but to me it's almost everything
that is left of you,
Just this blue rock....
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kareohline012posted on 05/05/2008
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