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Current mood:  gloomy
Lilac
I have been there with you
Before it happened
You put lilac in a vase
Lilac from our place
Now I am waiting
For you to come home
And I hope you will be
A survivor.
I could see the lilac
In the mirror
Where our lives
Ran backwards.
I threw the photo away
With your hand
Holding the lilac
This hand that
Can only touch me
When they
Allow it.
When you come home
I will be there with you
Again
And your hands
Will awake those feelings
That I learned to
Cover.
Written By EB - October 09
1:02 AM
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