Turn The Page

by Sora   May 7, 2008


Your shoulder is what I leaned on,
My heart is what you stole.
And your memory will live forever,
In my never ending soul.

Your picture I peak at often,
But I'll never forget your face.
And whenever you held me tight,
My heart began to pace.

When you looked into my eyes,
They always seemed to smile at me.
But it was the love you provided,
That always set me free.

But now that chapter is over,
And your laughter begins to fade.
For a new chapter must begin,
I must now turn the page.

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