Wednesday, May 11, 2011

This Note

This Note
By John M Lennon
With each tear my pillow soaks up
It's one more word from you that chokes me up
So as I read this note
I remember holding you close
And now the words I should have spoke 
Are the ones that I have now wrote
Still wishing it was you I got to hold close
Because to me you meant the most 
But now it's only this pillow and this note

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