I walked today on scacred ground. Where my forefathers are laid. Sweet the silence, birds the only sound. The place where memories fade.
Distant voices from long ago. All memories to charge. Now only a blurr, to show. Pieces of a picture, once large.
Without remorse in circumstance, to with each must follow. Now given another chance. A heart that was so hollow.
And in another atmoshire, to struggle for each breath I take. Now it all seems quite clear. The choices I had to make.
So with a hollow heart, A tear drop in my eye. I know that we must part. And this, our last goodbye.
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-01-20 06:54:59
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