Truly At
By John M Lennon
Wounds swollen from the past
Crying on your shoulder I remember her laugh
With not one word left on which to act
I fall into the loneliness of, where I once was at
Seeing now but only from my eyes of the past
Wishing I had one chance to take it all back
Just so I could show her in my heart where...
She was truly at
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