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Non so Pił
And all there were, were messages
Words upon a dimlit screen.
That's all there was, now nothing.
There's no evidence to be seen
Of whatever it was we had before,
Now there's naught but memories -
But those blur; they blur and fade.
Time will surely steal you from me...
Snatch every last bit of you away.
Words upon a dimlit screen.
That's all there was, now nothing.
There's no evidence to be seen
Of whatever it was we had before,
Now there's naught but memories -
But those blur; they blur and fade.
Time will surely steal you from me...
Snatch every last bit of you away.
Published 20th Mar 2015
| Edited 5th Apr 2015
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this poem is spoken in a very articulate, controlled voice, not at all like a weepy young girl. even Lord Byron, in 'When We Two Parted,' admitted that he wld fall to tears if he were to see his ex-lover again after a very long absence.
the speaker here realizes that such an affair may not last forever, & she accepts that w/extraordinary wisdom. extraordinary is the word...
the speaker here realizes that such an affair may not last forever, & she accepts that w/extraordinary wisdom. extraordinary is the word...
