Stepping back through her yesterdays
memories gather like leaves
all the kisses and promised lovers
carry unbearable weight.

The candles are burning
tears flow as she touches
her past.
Here in the dim of a hopeless tomorrow
smothers the will for today.

For her no roses
no soul to to take her heart
Life bled through her constant
searching, wept for the dust
at her feet.

Night will take her
always a place lovers cry
rest forever ravaged days
smoothed by hands that held on so long....
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