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she's my requiem.


[today]Oct 25th, 2007 5:16:15 am - Subscribe

there's a song
in winter's silence
a melody
that speaks of frost

there are lyrics,
in my empty mind;
a tune,
and she's the song -

she's my requiem
the sound of tears;
the silence of snowfall.
she's the pain we carry,
bittersweet -
we all keep smiling on.

numb as I am,
the music screams
this lullaby,
and she's the song

and she's my requiem
I mourn a girl
I thought I knew;
I mourn a heart
I've always loved.

I mourn the song to which
I've known the lyrics
but never caught
the tune.

she's a song,
and she's

my requiem.

I hear you,

passing on.

[I am]missing my best friend.
[inspiration]raidne, again.

[your thoughts]1

d8mtr

December 08th, 2007

i miss my best friend too...your words seem to come straight from my heart.

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