| The curtains fall, another day dies,
My body’s heavy and still. Time slipped by so slowly, A silent, dispassionate, indifferent thief. In time we live. In time we laugh. In time we love. In time we die. Yet never time enough for us, my love. No time to hold you. No time to adore you. No time to look into your eyes and Tell them of my love for you. The curtain’s fall yet gossamers play on To remind me of our love. April 22, 2002 |
| Curtinns Fall |
| Night.Owl - April 22, 2002 |
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