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Looking Ahead
by: Lowanla (me)
his ghost stir up torturous delights
but they are only ill concieved memories
she still feels the stirring of old passions
but knows the bitterness growing
that the line has been drawn
there is no more forgiveness on his side
so there is no more reason to stay or look back
this is where the chapter of love ends
and a new journey begins,
there is not much more to say
everything that needed to be said, is said,
every dream wanted to be done is not,
the pen of the mind
is out of ink
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by: Lowanla (me)
his ghost stir up torturous delights
but they are only ill concieved memories
she still feels the stirring of old passions
but knows the bitterness growing
that the line has been drawn
there is no more forgiveness on his side
so there is no more reason to stay or look back
this is where the chapter of love ends
and a new journey begins,
there is not much more to say
everything that needed to be said, is said,
every dream wanted to be done is not,
the pen of the mind
is out of ink
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