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[aid] => mick
[title] => What Used To Be...
[time] => 2004-12-13 09:19:54
[hometext] => When love has departed from your life, can memories of it make up for what is forever lost?
[bodytext] => I think about the times we had A perfect story that ended so sad A tale of us being meant to be As I reminisce what used to be I used to see life to be so fine Back when you were still mine A day never ends without a smile I used to think life was worthwhile And you used to gently whisper How you will love me forever You used to tell me how much You really miss my kiss and touch We used to be together always We used to stare at each other’s face And see love through our eyes Never aware that time really flies And I used to hold you so close As you gently kiss my little nose We used to think we’re meant to be As I reminisce what used to be I used to be the man in your heart I used to think that we’d never part And now that we are not together For you are in the arms of another You used to call me every night To caress me before I sleep tight Now I can do nothing more but weep Without you I cry myself to sleep We used to dream about each other As if we are dreaming together We used to make love all night long In our world there was nothing wrong Until the end of time I’ll hold on To our love and never move on But now there’s nothing left to see Only the remains of what used to be [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 24 [informant] => ButchCorpuz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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