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I have seen the meaning of the bands of gold lose the true value of love. One of them being my own that I held so close to my heart. Your leaving almost destroyed me heart and my soul. I wanted to beg of you to not leave me and to take me with you. Some of the memories still haunt me in my heart and soul. I had to let you go knowing the your leaving was final. At the same time you never really let go of me. Years passed and things would appear from you. Was this your way of saying you knew that the decision was wrong. It only made it harder fo me to really understand your leaving. There is no turning back the hands on the clock that ticked away. The rings are stored away that will never tarnish like your love. ~My Love For You Is No More~ |
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My Rings (c) Brenda~Mar, 2004 |
Take Me (c) Benny, Perssonal Record |