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touched
To touch the spirit of time gone by
the winds of a soul that blows threw the
heart,never does truely die
when the glint catches our eyes
it reflects the inuisible tears we cry
Kissed away by the breeze on our face a breeze
that can never be replaced
for the ones that are left behind
that aches so very deep inside
even thou the body is gone the
essence of you forever lives on to
touch the spirit of time gone by
Awakens memories that never ends
the winds of a soul that blows threw the
heart,never does truely die
when the glint catches our eyes
it reflects the inuisible tears we cry
Kissed away by the breeze on our face a breeze
that can never be replaced
for the ones that are left behind
that aches so very deep inside
even thou the body is gone the
essence of you forever lives on to
touch the spirit of time gone by
Awakens memories that never ends
Published 5th Feb 2012
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5th Feb 2012 00:29am
Cause at the end of the day, honestly, at the end of the day when you're in your death bed and that's it, I think it's the relationships you've had and the people that you've touched and the people that have touched you that matter. I loved the versing it feels good to be felt Kudos my friend.
