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The past is diminishing from my mind.
Your face is fading only a silhouette
remains.
The darkness
of my hearts disdain
slowly erodes the memory of love's
last smile.
I try to pull back thoughts of what
had
been, but no images will they come.
Other faces flood back to me, the faces
of some early loves.
I try
to search my mind for some trace
of you, and your name is all I find.
I knew your name when we were innocent
and
young.
It was music to my ears,
but now becomes a silent word upon my tongue.
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