Water Under the Bridge

Death forever took all I had All I would ever be Even a future So much yet undiscovered…

We all have loose threads from our youth. The joys and sorrows, the love and pain of every…

We are all broken but sometimes, oh yes sometimes, the broken pieces of you and me come together…

As we begin to fade, seeming to become invisible to those around us, our emotions mounting in a…

the rainfall strains of the day remains gray cloudy skies hide the sun and last goodbyes the autumns…

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. …

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