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The things
Things that go through my head
often go backwards instead
the thought of being alone
is like a big rock stone
Things that seem to go in a circle
Remembering your favorite color is purple
The thought of missing your smile
I remember it went a mile
Things that we use to do
the thought of us never feeling blue
the happiness that we shared
everything was so prepared
things that have gone unsaid
it's just the thought inside my head
the thought of us close to heart
knowing that we are far apart
Thinking of the things we did
nothing is ever unsaid
thinking about you everyday
deep in my heart there's always a way
written by
cindy m. bucknam
2/5/19
