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[title] => Moments
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[bodytext] => Enough time has passed to realize That the moments we lived through could never last. The warmth of hands, the friendly smile, the touch, the kiss, and then the last goodbye. Sometimes I wonder if my heart could choose, would it try to turn the hands of time and unspeak the spoken truth? Would we still carry the innocence of the past Or would we be burdened by the feeling that it could never last. These moments of sunrise watching us by the rocks, the moon looking at us through the trees, the midnight dances, and your honest eyes… These moments they hunt me, they don’t let me breathe. These moments I cherish and I hope never to leave. These moments they burn, they hurt and they demand These moments give hope, give strength and they define. If I only had the courage to say what’s on my mind, To admit the defeat and admit to the crime, Would I feel stronger and better some days? Or would I feel guilt, weakness and defeated craze? The truth is that it is all in the past And I stand here, untouched, unmoved, as in a cast The memories of those moments are imprinted in my heart And they will define my every new start Each day is a lesson of dealing with fear That maybe the fate will set a barrier That our roads even though they have met Will try to avoid, depart and eventually despair What wouldn’t I give to relive these days To lay down beside you in the moon’s glaze To feel so safe, so lucky and so content And no longer hear my heart’s lament Today, are we both too stubborn to fight? Or maybe we really just don’t know what’s right My God, Your God, our God, our believes They form our personalities and our dreams The path that they will lead us is still unknown But hopefully we will not have to walk it alone And hopefully one day I will get to look into your eyes And maybe I will have the courage to admit to all of my cries. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 70 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Yakinthosa [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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