Mourning Thoughts Every now and then I remember us, you, the feeling I had for those few weeks that was so wrong, but so inevitably there. I wonder what you're doing now, whether you are feeling the same, do you even remember my face or have you blocked it out with alcohol and others. I tried that, it didn't work. I don't want you to tell me you love me. I just want to hear your voice and see your face, so maybe, just for a second I could feel young again
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