The disappearing yesterdays fade
like the early morning mist
but her memories still remain.
And her beauty still haunts me
like a ghost in the night.
I try to escape
but the memories won't let me go.
My heart doesn't even cry anymore.
Only eyes cry.
Copyright © 1999 T. J. Daniels


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