Stains of Time
beneath stains of time
the feeling disappears
you are someone else
i am still right here
what have you become
my sweetest friend
beneath the stains of time
it'll stick like glue
the feeling we once had
with not much of a clue
will vanquish like an old memory
and be lost in a cemetary
behind the memories
is a smile long forgotten
and a love surely gone
through all the sensories of life
is the same couple
with the same love still smoldering
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leadme2temptationposted on 04/15/2008
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