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To Come My Way
As time does slip
the colour , loses grip ,
old memories , in mind
when loved , when happy shined .
A song , gets played
the once , is strong , again
love gone , I see your face
the pain , I just can't take .
As time elapses
we bury hatchets ,
what I had
I hope to catch it ,
sometimes I'm sad
then I get past that ,
it drives me mad
opening caskets .
Life of today
becomes the played
time will not stay
it just creates ,
more happiness
to always fade ,
or a new love
to come my way .
the colour , loses grip ,
old memories , in mind
when loved , when happy shined .
A song , gets played
the once , is strong , again
love gone , I see your face
the pain , I just can't take .
As time elapses
we bury hatchets ,
what I had
I hope to catch it ,
sometimes I'm sad
then I get past that ,
it drives me mad
opening caskets .
Life of today
becomes the played
time will not stay
it just creates ,
more happiness
to always fade ,
or a new love
to come my way .
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